The air smelt stagnant as Donovan entered the seemingly air-conditioned school hall. Many were in busy chatter. Donovan skimmed past the other classes and found his seat amongst the hundreds laid on the scratched parquet flooring, quickly blending into the crowd.

He sat among fellow 4/1s, most in energetic babble, contributing to the already noisy ambience. Not that Don minded; He was quite intrigued by the environment. Only the Sec 4s and 5s were allowed to attend this function...

...So that would make us somewhat special, right?

Right.

A voice boomed across the hall, asking everyone to settle down...

It was Anderson Speech Day 2006.

Many months of preparation have finally come to this- An annual love-fest for the establishment.

-Insert paragraph-full of hyperboles here-

Lights dimmed, most quietened. The guest of honour has arrived, much to the delight of the students. The show could FINALLY start now, but not before us proud Andersonians sing our tune.

Ever on- woah.

The hall resounded with a thunderous voice- The voice of the Andersonian body. To put it simple, it was kick-ass loud.

So striving for our spotless reputation...

...We'll keee-eeep it that wayyyyyy~

After the usual speeches (well, it's not called Speech Day for nuthin') and fidgets, we proceed along to the... prize-giving. Seemingly, there seemed to be quite a countless amount of trohpies/certificates/trinkets to be given out/exchanged in that 45 minutes worth of precious time. Also, the trophies seemed to grow in size as time passed.

No, it is no exaggeration. There was indeed a trophy that was at least half the size of an average 16-year old.

There is NO way that trophy could be given to a student, right?

It's prolly to be given to some staff who has been here for decades or sumthin'...

WRONG.

It was actually awarded to the 2006 Anderson Student Council President.

-shrugs-

Outstanding achievement... or something.

An uproar was heard at the back of the hall when it was announced, but it quietened down soon enough- Mr Ang was on the prowl.

It all soon ended, much to the relief of the students. Concert time!

Chinese/Malay/Indian dancers with their perfect coordination, the Choir with their powerful voices and ATC (Anderson Theatre Circle) with their shenanigans(?). Band wrapped up everything with a big blast, too.

Nevertheless, it would seem that everyone enjoyed the concert.

Special mention to the Chinese dancers and Choir though- Their act looked tough.

Don peered at the clock- It hinted five past nine. Reams of curtain glided smoothly across the stagefront, closing the stage off to our wandering eyes. Was it over?

Oh, right. Andersonian Cheer.

Make it loud,
Make it clear,
Do the Andersonian Cheer!
A-N-D-E-R-S-

...you get the drift.

Anderson, Anderson, Anderson...

YEAH!

Just like that, Speech day was over. Oh right, Mr Ang praised the 2006's batch to be a "wonderful audience", and he hoped to "see us back next year". -grins- On the other hand, 2005's batch was too noisy or something along those lines.

You guys have been great... -grins-

... So can you guys now help to pack up the hall? -frowns-

*CoffConspiracyCoff!*

Bah, that's the least we could do, as Andersonians.

< /Anderson Pride>

Anderson, hurrah.