... i was at school... it was university, on the day of graduation... all my family was there to watch the ceremony... before the big celebration, fifi reminded me or rather i reminded myself after seeing her clutching her all important last assignment/ assessment - a summary of the thesis we had been working on...
it was 9:30am... i just arrived at the graduation venue... there was the gown to hire and photos to be taken and time to share with family... but only one thing was on my mind ,"!!)@(*$&*(&@# was there a final assessment?!" yes there was... the faint whisper was becoming louder at the recesses of my mind... i put that thought there! in the far far corner of the subconscious, full oc cobwebs... i hated writing summaries... it was not hard to do, but i hated it...
now i have less than 3 hours... i tried to start scribbling gibberish on the A4 lecture pad... how would that compare with the neatly bound 40 page specimen clutched in fifi's hand? would i disappoint my whole family... would they have to retreat to their cars with embarrassment learning that there was to be no graduation for me after all..
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