On The Annual Whirr Of Excitement

The annual whirr of excitement, as I just quoted it. In simple words, the excitement/fear/anxious feelings among all of us on entering our first board year, grade 10.

There’s this whirr of excitement. It’s there every year, it’s there this time too. Although, I must say people are kind of reluctant and nobody was actually excited because as each year passed, the difficulty level, knowingly or unknowingly, shot up. But we were also keen on freeing ourselves from grade 9 so, I guess ultimately, it was inevitable. *Shrugs her shoulders*

Every year we’re excited about new books, friends, hopefully more likeable and lenient teachers than last time, which makes up for most part of our worries before we begin our one year journey and we also hope that this one turns out to be better than the last one.

Is this whirr going to last? Well, its annual actually, it comes, stays for some time and leaves. It lasts mostly for two to three weeks until the newness of everything sinks amongst us and then it’s gone. You can feel it because at one point, nothing seems new anymore. Everything returns to normal no matter how crazy that new normal would be but still it has a role to play, of arousing a spirit of excitement and hope.

This whirr, mainly, is not about a new class, to be honest. I feel so because despite the fact that you’ve grown a year older, you’re still going to have teachers you know, familiar classmates, everything is supposed to remain pretty much the same.

But, despite that, it’s us who are going to change.       

I guess that what this whirr is all about.