Farewell Anti-Climax

Thuto Maphala and Tshego Baitsiwe

 For some of you, hearing the voices of your parents echoing on how expensive everything was and being told how your dress or suit will just collect dust after the matric dance,

As irritating as the post event might be, it’s sadly one truth that hits you.

Investing so much money and great planning hoping you look the best, knowing you did until the day you realised your dress only accumulated 40 likes on facebook and Thuto’s grossed more then 100 likes.

I guess you all thought you looked amazing, you did but someone else made it clear that they looked slightly better.

I am sitting here imagining the ache of a matriculant, who looked so stunning and at the same time it scares me to think that the preparatory exam results were nothing to write home about.

Imagine failing your matric when your parents had looked at you the night of your farewell, their hearts filled with pride and joy.

When reality hits them that you were masking the unknown, an epic fail.

One reality that seems inevitable however one should always keep room for disappointment.

Let this one day of beauty be a day that gives birth to a hardworking soul, after this day comes, spring school, matric exams and your first year of varsity!

My wish is that all the stress, emotions and time invested into the farewell be put into that of the exams.

Photo credit:Kharla Rose Williams

Shine as pretty the day you look for your name in the newspaper, and let that day too, make you feel like a winner.

Yes, you were a star the night of your ball.

Be that too in your final exams and in your first year of varsity.

For all those who believe they want to go straight into the workplace next year, my cousin is doing his third year at home with a matric certificate, and no uncle at the mines or municipality. Good luck!