So, Ibrahim had his graduation ceremony yesterday.
As we, my mom, my daughter and I arrived at the school, we made our way into the gymnasium and taking our seats.
The introduction started with the teachers, and students from the 5th grade class walking into the gym down from the back to the front, and taking their seats.
It started off with the Principal welcoming the parents, and the students the Graduation ceremony. She introduced a few guest speakers, the former Principal of the school, and talked about the past year, and the progress that the students made.
As eager as all the parents wanted to take of their children, they set up something known as the "Photo Zone", as their child eagerly awaits to get the award presented to them by their teacher, and principal. You can take a photo of them there, then a video clip of them walking to get their award/certificate and then another photo of them with the principal and teacher, before they take their stand with their class.
As each of the names were called, and each of the students were called slowly one by one, and their parents standing up to take their picture, the minutes passed by quickly.
Soon, the ceremony kicked off to showing a slideshow of this past year, of all events, organizations, parties, trips, assignments that the children all worked on.
The children sang a song about their school, and the work they did and thus ended the ceremony, with students gathering with their friends, and hugging their families, and taking another picture with their teacher and principal.
As cake and refreshments is given out to the students, their parents, and the other guests.
I have to comment on when my son Ibrahim walked onto the stage to get his certificate and how proud I was of him. I thought about the progress he has made this past year, and how much confidence he has in himself and determination to do his best and saw it in him as he went to recieve his certificate, and saw it in his smile of the success he's done.
As he walked onto the stage, Daliyah his sister saw him and started waving her hands wildly, and shouting excitedly, "IBY! IBY! It's me Daliyah! Hey Iby! Yay!"
As he got his certificate and took a photo with his teacher, again, she clapped her hands and as he took a photo class with his classmates, she ran over to greet him, shake his hand, hug him, and give a huge hello to his friends, his teacher, and principal.
I remembered at the past events at his school, in which she would attend with me, on how eager, social, and friendly she was in greeting everyone and knowing them.
She recognizes this is their school, these are their teachers, and these are the rooms, and his friends and this is school.
She will not start until next year, yet I know she's looking forward to it, as she's use to the scheduled routine of these two, and how happy she is in par-taking in the meetings held at their school weekly with the other parents/ and their children to be actively involved in their children's lives as possible.
The ceremony ended, and everyone started gatheing their children, and belongings heading to their cars. We looked at the time, and it was only 30 minutes to spare before school lets out. Isa was in his class, with his teacher and classmates, outside flying a kite, in which he made from his art class and having fun. The weather was exceptionally warm, and they were all out enjoying the weather.
This was one of the first times in which Isa wanted to stay longer at the school, rather than returning home with us. So, we waited for him as he ran along with his friends flying the homemade kite he made, and then went back to his classroom to gather his bag to take home.
It was a good event and I'm really glad the children had a good day.
