Form 7 Students Testimonials

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Hi Everyone!

Sir Dudley Tuti College, “My Home away from home”, it has been my home for the past 4 years of my Secondary education. The last year has passed so fast. I arrived at school in February, chose my subjects, passed and failed some assessments and went on fun trips with my classes. But most of all I met new people.

People that have become my friends and have made me the person I am today. I’m proud to be standing here with everything I have achieved in this year and with my friends standing by my side.

I found myself a new life over here with new friends, new hobbies and a new me and I am so grateful I had this opportunity. It has turned out to be the best year of my life and I want to thank everyone who has made this year so amazing for me.

When I think about leaving all this behind and returning to my village at the end of this year, there are so many different emotions coming up in my head. I read a letter on the internet which a student wrote and it fits perfectly to every student’s situation.

All those thoughts about what is going to happen once you are back, if they will miss you, who you will keep in touch with or what you are going to do back in your village or provinces, where nothing has changed but you personally have changed so much. I think it might also be interesting for you to read this.

I want to say a huge thank you again, to the teachers, all my wonderful friends and of course the most amazing class mates in Form 7, you all like a family to me now. Thanks for this amazing year. I will never forget about you and this awesome year at Sir Dudley Tuti College.

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“A year has passed and now we stand on the brink, of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything and yet nothing being the same. In 4 or 5 months time, we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, we will say goodbye to people who were once just names on a sheet of paper to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye to before we ever left.

We will leave our best friends to return to our families. We will go back to the places we came from, and go back to the same things we did last before that. We will come into town on that same familiar road, and even though it has been months, it will seem like only yesterday.

As you walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass thru you as you reflect on the way your life has changed and the person you have become. You suddenly realize that the things that were most important to you a year ago don’t seem to matter so much anymore, and the things you hold highest now, no one at home will completely understand.

Who will you call first? What will you do your first weekend home with your friends? Where are you going to work? Who will be at the party Saturday night? What has everyone been up to in the past few months? Who from school will you keep in touch with? How long before you actually start missing people barging in without calling or knocking?

Then you start to realize how much things have changed, and you realize the hardest part of being a student is balancing the two completely different worlds you now live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything all the while trying to figure out what you have to leave behind.

We now know the meaning of true friendship. We know who we have kept in touch with over the past year and who we hold dearest to our hearts. We’ve left our worlds to deal with the real world.

Wayne Manedika
Form 7 Arts 2013

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