Since it was the end of the school term, the teachers organised a small party for all the students in the program from group A to D. We were gonna have coffee and cake and maybe sing even. Plus the students who were graduating (all 5 of us) would receive their certificates from Berit, including moi!
Everyone was so dressed up, especially the male teachers. Of cos Klas, my B teacher, didn't comb his hair as usual but he wore a suit with tie albeit a tad short!
Here I am after receiving my certificate and Klas comes running in with his old ass camera (which I think is only a step up from the manual wind up camera).
A precious picture of my dear friend Vlasta who is sooo camera shy. She graduated too! We've been through a lot in school together and she's the one I bombard all my Swedish on since she does the same to me too!
Klas, my teacher from B group and Anita, my strict ass teacher from C group. They are such opposites of each other but I guess good in their ow way. Funnily enough, they are also the 2 teachers I have the most connection with.
And here are my first and final teachers, Leif from A group and Berit from D group. They are the 2 calmest people I have ever met and they never seem to lose their tempers. Ever. Especially Leif who has such a deep, soothing voice and talks ooh so slowly. So slowly that Klas teases him. ha ha!
One of the many singing sessions that the Burmese students put together. They love singing! And that guy in the front who is dancing like crazy? I have NEVER seen that man express any emotion or even talk until that day when he was jumping, dancing for joy and singing like crazy. But the moment the singing stops, he goes back to zombie mode and sits in a corner, expressionless.
A final fare thee well to my 2 Iraqi boys who have been such a source of fun and amusement my last 2 months at school. And of cos our beloved teacher..ahem...Anita.
And this picture of me and the infamous Muthana is not to be missed. How to ever forget a man so amusingly lost in his own litte world? But he's actually a pretty nice guy and friendly too. He never forgets to say hi and includes my name (for some reason he remembered it more towards the end) when we pass each other.
Bittersweet goodbye hugs and well wishes. I'm gonna miss my klaskamrater (classmates) and all the fun we had in class. It was a happy and sad day all in one.
Farewell my lovely friends. We may or may not see each other again but it was fun while it lasted.
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minah, baju lawa seh....
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