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On the last day of school we have the End Of Year Assembly. This is of course about the Grade 7s because it’s their last assembly in primary school and all. Although the grade 6s (typically the girls) try (and mostly succeed) to make it about themselves because they also announce prefects which is a huge deal. A few weeks earlier our Principal told us that they were doing the choosing differently this year. What would happen is that if you want to become a prefect you write your own letter of recommendation, then those names are put into a list where the children are aloud to choose 16 (any 16 doesn’t have to be 8 boys and 8 girls). What I did was I put a lot of thought into it and eventually it ended with 9 girls 7 boys which I thought was fair. Then the teacher’s vote. THEN our Principal talks to our grade teachers and asks them to vote and then what happens is on the last day when we’re supposed to be focused on the grade sevens we’re all nervous and sweating (well…anyone like me). Parents weren’t invited which sucks but it didn’t matter. Once all the sobbing had stopped and our poor Head Girl could talk we had our Head Prefects up to give us speeches. Then our Deputy Principal told us that he was going to announce prefects. Everyone in grade 6 drew in a breath. Our Deputy Principal certainly does the suspense thing very well. I thought I was going to pass out and then he called up “Tamsyn Blake!!!” when he announced it was this little sound of everyone letting out  their breathes. I was shaking and had to pass two children to get up to the aisle and I couldn’t get my DAMN FOOT to go down. Meanwhile they’ve announced two other prefects who all seem perfectly able to walk. I finally took over my foot and the first Boy Prefect he called waited for me to pass him. I made my way up the stairs on the stage and made my way to the Head Girl who put my badge on. I wasn’t really listening to her. It was more like I was waiting for our Deputy Principal to call up Tamlin. I did manage a thank you but it was halve hearted. This is going to sound terrible but I didn’t smile. I didn’t want to stand on the stage and go HAHA SUCKERS YOU’RE NOT A PREFECT I AM!!!! All with one smile. Once Tamlin was called up I relaxed a lot but was waiting for others. She was absolutely BEAMING I wanted to mention to her why I wasn’t smiling instead I made eye contact and smiled but that was it. I was still waiting for others but that was it and every one was clapping. The girl next to me said that the other prefects needed more space to line up in so I was pushed against this extra-ordinarily pollen full arrangement of flowers. When we went back to our seats we were net with balling children, children who weren’t talking and children who were PISSED! Oh and of course the beaming prefects. We were told that after assembly we were to make our way to our Principal. We sang our school song and the national anthem and assembly was done. Tamlin was busy consoling a particularly sad girl when I dragged her to Mrs G (our teacher) who gave us hugs, kissed our heads and told up that there was no one else. I then dragged Tamlin to our Principal’s office. We had to stop because Tamlin’s cousin (from the high school had come down and was very proud of Tamlin) I cut the reunion short and Tamlin was walking with me talking about being a prefect. We got there and we were the only girls there. The rest I assumed were still consoling the damaged. We were welcomed in and congratulated. We stood around a long table and waited for the other girls and boy. When they came we were told that we were to come to school the day before it opens for an hour. This is when it hit me and I was now completely smiling. I felt it was okay because they were all prefects too. I read that some of our duties will be Grade 1 Line Up, Grade 1 Fields, Adventure Playground, Break DT and I’m sure lots more. This years prefects look good we’re all ready for the responsibilities and I’m sure can’t wait. I will wear my albino badge with pride. The next year will be a good one!

Oh and the name of this blog post is because the morning that they were to announce prefects mom came in to wake me up. SHe barely had to say anything I sat up and said HOLY CRAP! So it’s actually not rude.