That day felt different because it was our last high school day as junior high students. During the parade, we carried our props and walked together, knowing it would be one of the last times we would do something like this as a class. There was excitement, but at the same time, a quiet feeling that something was ending. We smiled, cheered, and enjoyed the moment, even if deep inside we knew we would miss this.
The field demo practices were really exhausting. We spent so much time repeating the steps, fixing our timing, and trying to get everything right. Our bodies would get tired, but we still showed up every day. What made it better was being together. We were excused from our afternoon classes, so we had more time to bond. We laughed, made small jokes, and helped each other when someone forgot the steps. Those tiring days slowly became some of the best memories.
Even making the props, especially the headdress, tested our patience. It was not easy and it took a lot of effort, but we still managed to finish everything. When we finally performed, all the pagod felt worth it. That day was not just about the parade or the field demo, it was about us. Our last day as junior high students became something we will always carry with us, a mix of tiredness, happiness, and a little bit of sadness that it is already over.
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