Chain of Memories
Today is my convocation ceremony.
Looking at the recipients of the awards and listening to the valedictory speeches, I wonder the kind of achievements and the kind of treasures that I have built up over the years.
Then I realised that it is not the As and the Bs that I have gotten in NUS. But perhaps the memories that I will treasure most comes from HQ, the place that I camp around during break times and the fellowship with the people around HQ. I have not been a prominent student in NUS like I had been in my JC days, and I have not been very outstanding too. But yet honestly speaking, the lives that I may have touched and the memories that we have made together, those are priceless.
These are the real treasures that I have gotten in NUS, not the degree.
Looking at the recipients of the awards and listening to the valedictory speeches, I wonder the kind of achievements and the kind of treasures that I have built up over the years.
Then I realised that it is not the As and the Bs that I have gotten in NUS. But perhaps the memories that I will treasure most comes from HQ, the place that I camp around during break times and the fellowship with the people around HQ. I have not been a prominent student in NUS like I had been in my JC days, and I have not been very outstanding too. But yet honestly speaking, the lives that I may have touched and the memories that we have made together, those are priceless.
These are the real treasures that I have gotten in NUS, not the degree.
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