The evening air felt different—lighter, charged with anticipation as the excitement bubbled in the school campus. It was the day every student had been waiting for: Graduation.
The auditorium was filled with students and proud parents and teachers. The cap, the gown, the honor cords draped over the shoulders of students—it all seemed surreal. Wasn’t it just yesterday that these students walked through these school halls for the first time, nervously gripping the straps of their backpack? And yet, here they were, standing on the precipice of something new.
Parents beamed with pride as they took endless pictures. Every click heard in the audience was an echo of happiness which wanted to capture every moment, etching its memory like a cherished photograph.
Friends exchanged excited glances, laughter, and a few nervous sighs. Some clutched their speeches, others adjusted their caps for the hundredth time. The auditorium buzzed with an electric mix of joy and nostalgia as the juniors performed act to take the graduating class back to tehor fond memories at school.
Then came the moment. Speeches were given, words of encouragement shared, and then it was time. One by one, names were called, each step across the stage a step into the future. As names echoed through the hall, students felt their heart pound as they walked forward. The diploma felt heavy in their hands, not just in weight but in significance.
The final speech concluded, and then—confetti, cheers, caps soaring into the sky. It was over in an instant, yet the moment felt endless.
As they embraced each other, promising to keep in touch, it was a realization that this was not just an ending. It was the beginning. The last bell had rung, but a new melody was about to play. The students now take on a new stage to bring out what CPS Global School stands for ” The World is your stage”.
