Graduation party or a story from life for all time

Perhaps, one of the most anticipated and interesting holidays in my life was the graduation ball. It was then that I saw my class in full strength for the last time. On the one hand it is, of course, sad, but on the other hand, it was the very first party that was remembered for life. But first things first.

As usual, the school year began on September 1, but this year was special, it was graduation! Of course, at the end it was necessary to take exams, think about where to go after school, etc. However, these questions did not often come up in my head, because the expectation of the first "last bell" ceremony in my life , as well as the "graduation ball", worried me much more. It's nice to remember yourself as a teenager, when the main issue for you is the upcoming party.

So, preparations for this great evening began. As for the cultural program, the menu, the venue of the event itself, as always, were assigned to the shoulders of the class teacher and the parent council. I think if we solved these issues, then we would have to remember the graduation ball only from photographs and videos. So everything was decided by adults, but I was firmly convinced that they would justify my expectations.

The events that happened before the last call and during it, this is a separate story from life. Therefore, here I am not going to talk much about the last call. I will only say that the shopping trip and the choice of costume for me have become a serious test. This happened, probably because I'm a man and shopping, as such, is not close to me in spirit. The very last bell was a serious test for the whole class, but everything ended well.

The main problem, both before the last bell, and before the final ball was a tie. Well, it's true, up to the 11th grade, I never wore a tie, not counting the pioneer. My father, too, never dabbled in such things. It turned out that no one in the family knew how to tie ties. It was fun to watch mom when she called up girlfriends and asked them how to tie it. They explained to her by phone, and she tried to tie this "lace" on herself. To see explanations were not always clear, since the nodes, at times, turned out to be extremely ridiculous. In the end, through the efforts of the whole world, we were able to assemble a suit for my prom.

And so, the last bell rang, the certificate was handed to me. Also funny to me it was handed. The fact is that the director in our school is not a big man, about 165 cm. My height at the time was 198 cm. Now imagine a photograph of a two-meter-tall boy leaning over to the "peasant with a fingernail" to receive from his Hand a school certificate and shake his hand. But back to the story of life about the graduation party.

It was great, I would even say grandiose. The guys are dressed like business people, and each of the girls was like a Cinderella at a ball, thank God, none of them lost a shoe. That evening, for the first time in my life, I drank wine in the presence of my parents. Very sorry for the operator, who shot us on camera. All already tipsy, but he must try not to lose the frame and keep the camera smoothly, while energy is pouring from us and it's all the same to us where to walk around the hall. However, he coped with the task as a true professional.

We walked almost all night. When we returned home with the whole class, someone came up with the idea to look at the school, so to speak, on the staff. You would have seen the eyes of the night watchman of our school when a graduate class appeared before him at 5am. After some persuasion he missed us, and we sat for the last time at our desks at our places. After this night a new era began, but this is another story from life.