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About Me
- Daniel Freeman
- trying to figure out most of what there is to know about most things.
Yes, I've been with a group of people that I haven't seen since childhood and my adolescent years as a teen. People who were close friends were now practically strangers. Everything was simple back then, it was a time when all we had to worry about was school and performing any extra curriculum activities. My friends at the time in high school are still my peers to this day. My final farewell to my friends was what seems like an ending to a journey, and onto a new one. I can't begin to fathom the feelings we had then, but it was very poignant because everyone had direction, and they were going places. No matter what happens, one day we will reunite and recollect on pastimes.
ReplyDeleteAfter the final farewell, things are never the same. Last summer, I spent a month working in the Inyo National Forest with 7 people, who were from around the nation, that I didn't know beforehand. They were basically my family for that month. The first and only time that we got sentimental with one another was when we had to say goodbye at the airport. Since they were from all around the Nation, we knew that that moment was probably going to be last time we would be together. The jokes were laughed at together for the last time, the last hugs were shared, and our memories were promised to be kept forever. We knew that this was it. Although I knew that we would keep in touch via e-mail what not, I also knew that we would eventually turn back to our actual families and lose touch, which did happen. The only thing that we knew would remain the same was the fact that we knew we had one of the best times of our lives together, and I guess that is all that matters.
ReplyDeleteI have been with a group of people for the final farewell quite a few times, and it surprised me. In the party, people often speak through their hearts by giving credits to someone who helps them in order to succeed in their job, school… I remembered when I left the Mayor Summer job last summer; a lot of people came to farewell party to say their goodbyes, and especially when they came to thank me being team-leader who was guiding them for a whole summer. It was a cheerful presence. It made my day so much better. At the same time, I was feeling sad due to their emotions were vivid and strong. The fact that we were probably going be the last time in this occasion, it made the farewell party even more intense. After the farewell party, I realized that people can not always live together, but the memories are always stayed within our mind.
ReplyDeleteNow that I think of it, I've experienced this final farewell a couple times. The one that stands out in my mind was leaving high school. I came from a small school where everyone had known each other for six plus years. We were practically family in the way that we connected and cared for each other. The best part was that we all came from such different backgrounds, cultures, and ethnicities though we shared something in common which was growing up together in that school for so many years; it was truly a beautiful thing. On the last days together: senior prom, grad night, and graduation we all embraced each other. Everyone had let down their "cool" images and was just being real. The feeling in the atmosphere definitely would be sad, but in a strange way there was a feeling of revolutionary joy; it was however one of the milestones in the very long life that we still had ahead of us.
ReplyDeleteYes the last time I've ecountered such emotions and actions because it was a final farewell was when I was back in China. Even though I've been with my classmates for almost a year I've never really took account to how much I would actually miss them. The last day of school was bitter-sweet. It was then when I realize the phrase of how you won't know how much you miss something or someone until he/she is gone is true. Even to the people that I didn't really like, my feelings towards him was dampen. Though I dislike him, he was still a part of my life.
ReplyDelete• Yes, I have been with a group of people for the last time and most of the people got emotional at the farewell party. I remember once time before I move to the United States and that’s was the first time and maybe the last time I with my classmates and friends all together. I don’t know why when people being at the farewell party are become so honestly; they all talked out the happiness and sadness. People were laughed, hugged each other which never seem before and giving the better wishes. Things are changing as the time goes by, after the farewell party most of the people would not have the opportunity or time being together as usually.
ReplyDeleteLike many of you I too have had farewells quite a number of times but above all my fare wells the one that surprised me the most was a week before I came to the US. I had gone to a final field trip for our senior year as a farewell to the entire senior class but for me it wasn’t just about finishing high school but also leaving the country and coming here. As we were coming back from the trip we were all having fun, shouting, screaming, and going crazy. Therefore, it didn’t ever occur to me that it was going to be the last time I was going to see most of my classmates. The thought didn’t even click in my mind until one of my friends announced to the bus that it was my last week and all of a sudden, all the chaos was silenced and everyone started saying their farewells. As a young African man it’s not really common showing emotions especially to a bunch of guys, so even though there were tears struggling to pour out of my eyes, I knew that I was never going to hear the end of it from my friends so I put on a tough act said my farewells and got out of the bus. That day I realized how much I loved my classmates and how much they loved me although, from this story, I’m starting to realize that some of the kind words I had received for the people I least expected might have been just a farewell kindness rather than the honest truth from their heart.
ReplyDeleteI have never experience of see a group for the lasted time. My friends live around to bay area and they always come back during the holidays and summers that is the time was get reacquainted with one another. To me emotion of seeing someone off to where are they going doesn't matter as long as you believe one day you are going to see them again, it never goodbye until they past in the life into the next higher plane. So it wouldn't make sense into to troubling yourself with that situation until they gone and never be seen again , so always that you would cross path because it not that of a big world.
ReplyDeleteIn my own words, I have been with a group of people. Before I came to the US, I had a farewell party with my friends and some of them are stranger. Even though some of my friends are invite by my family and some of them are just come by. However things happens not the same after I came to the US. It is so hard to keep the relationships. Friends are always busy and it is so hard to date them when I back in summer. I agree what Gwen said which is the only best thing was the moment that we spent together before and we should treasure what we have now.
ReplyDeleteThe last time I had to part ways with a group of people was during my highschool graduation. it was like some people mentioned above bitter-sweet because it is a joyful moment of ones life, and yet the people that have been in your life throughtout the years of highschool now have to go in different directions. To me, the final farewell was still the same as any regualr way, but it was a little more emotional.
ReplyDeleteYes, like my high school graduate party. In the farewell party, my classmates and friends got emotional. They all share their happiness, sorrow, and fun which happened in the high school to each individual. They had a long, intimate and honesty talk. They said what they were longing in the future, and gave the best wishes to every one. At the last moment, we promised that every year we should hold a party to get together, and after 10 years, we came back to see what we are doing. Finally, some of them were crying and touching.
ReplyDeletePeople always try to find the excuse to let they feel better about when they could not meet each other again. I remembered the most impression in my life was the party in my graduation of my High School. I still clearly remember that those who do not like people and things have perceived it that way less important. Perhaps the party for us, only a memory in the form of the past. Prove that we really lived, indeed in this place, with these people through. I came to the United States, the group has very little time to meet them and do not know how the status of their entry. Perhaps the meeting put it nicely, is the farewell ceremony. Although we can not seize the time, so the time to stay, but we can do is to let the memories remain in our hearts.
ReplyDeleteIt happens just half years ago. After three years, I saw again my high school friends. And to my surprise, most of classmate came that day, even some of them are rarely show up in normal time. Actually, I don't like holding the farewell party, even though that is a chance to see and show concern to each other, it also gives me sad feeling because we have to say good bye again. But at last, I still hold it, for I love them indeed.
ReplyDeleteI still remember we were so touch at that moment, one of my best friend who likes to argue with me always, she gave a big hug and talked to me slightly in my ear,"I hope next time you come back, you will not see my drop-tear!" "You are a big pig." I said. "I don't want to shed tears by phone to you, either!" Her tears drop again on my shoulder. This scene, I still can not forget it. I think it will only happen in the farewell party, for it means it is the last time we meet and we don't know when the next time is, so it made us more treasure the time we are together and value the friendship deeper.
I did have a surprising, wonderful and warm farewell party in July 2008. That was also for my birthday. I was going to immigrate to the US in August. Three days before my birthday, one of my best friends, Rey, dated me for having dinner. Then I asked her where we would have dinner. She hid from me and said there was a restaurant just opened. She would bring me there. I just accepted since I was not aware of her secret plan. We met at a MTR station ( similar to the Bart here ), then she brought me to a residential apartment. I was curious,” Is here really a restaurant?” She just replied, “Yup!” Then she pressed the doorbell. Someone opened the door. At that time, I was not able to see anything inside as there was dark. A bright light source appeared which was candle light. Then I heard some people singing birthday song. I just fixed to the floor since I had no idea what was going on. Then Rey shouted near my ear, “Happy Birthday!”, and pushed me into the apartment. I saw all of my best friends and a birthday cake inside. I was so surprised and excited; and I could not stop laughing. They told me that was for my birthday and farewell party. It was so unforgettable. I miss them so much.
ReplyDeleteYes, I have ever been with a group of people for the last time. Actually I came from the South Korea to the United States about 3 years ago. I left my home country when I was 18 years old. My classmates in high shcool, who had took the classes with me for about 1 year, made a farewell party for me. In the party, our emotinos and actions were different than before. The fact that the moment was the last time of that I saw them made us sad and the party intense. At that time, we were very emotional and sincere for each other. Among the classmates, I talked a lot with the friends, who had not really been close to me and had not often talked with and they wished my luck on my future. However, I remember that I did not really talk a lot with the best friends, who had been really colse with me, and we more communicated with through just eye contact. I was able to realize what they wanted to say, even though they really talked. We enjoyed the party with feeling of sadness and the sorrow of parting.
ReplyDeleteyea, I guess the final farewell I remeber i was before I leave Macau and come to U.S, I was in a first aid group in school, When they know i am leaving to united states and study, the teacher and the classmate they all invite me to have a small farewell party, we talked , laughed and metion about my future life in U.S. They give me present and wish me all the best, I am very thankful for what they did for me because some of the classmate i am not very close with them, they are willing to come to my farewell party. I feel very bless.
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