Nedan så har jag tagit en text från UWC Lampoon länk. Det är en blogg där UWC elever samlar kreativa verk och texter. Just denna är så bra för att den beskriver precis hur jag känner just nu. Såhär känns det. Jag grät en skvätt när jag läste detta, så känns det. Den är skriven av en anonym elev så jag källhänvisar endast till bloggen.
WAS IT A DREAM?
It was a year ago, but it starts to seem like it was a dream, or another life. It could not have been real…
A year ago I was struggling through the IB exams. Well, struggling is a big word, for I spent most of the month with my dearest friends, a family that I could hardly imagine myself living without. So many thoughts passed through my head while sitting there, looking at the ocean and trying to memorize the last bits before the Bio exam. “Will we ever see each other again?”, “Which paths will we undertake?” “It must be weird to come to a reunion and see each other in 10 years of time”.
I had the ups and downs at UWC… Perhaps, everybody did. I came here as a naïve first-year, with high hopes and overwhelming idealism: I loved each moment and tried to get to know every single soul on campus, listen to every story, for there was a lot to share. Slowly, I grew into sceptic. I have wondered: “How different is UWC from a regular IB school?” I think, a lot of us have forgotten about the reason why we were brought into these “bubbles” when trying to get that damn “7” to get into a good school. IB seemed to overtake UWC a lot.
I was lost. A part of me desperately wanted to go home, UWC was amazing, but it seemed like I got everything I could out of it in my first year. Another part thought about the friends. UWC is not about college, values or IB: it is all about people. Some became the friends for life, others – inspirations I will never forget.
I hardly cried last day, I knew we will see each other again. But the moment I gave that last hug to my best friend, something in me has crashed, it hurt like never before. All of them, all the ones whom I could not have imagined living a day without – they were all going to USA. My destiny was to be found on another continent.
A year from that moment, we still keep in touch, they are still the dearest people to me. Only now I realize what my second-years called a “post-UWC syndrome”. It has not passed. I cannot get used to university life: I miss people who can get a cup of tea and accidentally stay up until 4 am talking about Sino-Japanese relations. It is different afterwards: parties, shallow conversations… It is hard to be a part of it after having had the best. But one thing I know for sure, the university has crashed me, but also made me stronger.
To those, who are about to graduate, stay strong: it won’t be easy. Keep in touch, no matter where you will end up. And please, do not give up on the dreams you had in UWC. They will be hard to implement, but they are worth it. In the end, years ago they brought us to the place we will always call HOME.