A Grandiose Evening (Part 1)

Dear my avid reader, I hope you are not getting tired of reading my ramblings and complaints to this world, but before I totally destroy my day just thinking of some petty discouragements because of this world, I would like to tackle on something more beautiful, magical and enchanting. I am talking about an event, an event that is naturally splendid and dainty. An event that is totally unforgettable. An event that is called the "Senior-Junior Promenade".

It was a warm February afternoon when the wind elemental whipped up my face as I rode with my father on our motorcycle. It was not the coldness of the wind whipping my face that are sending shocks down my spine but something else, something unexpected, something magical and I was about to experience it. As we nearly arrived at the said venue, I saw a towering giant, looming towards me like a titan looking at me with blaring eyes, ready to tear me from limb to limb but I disredarded it, I was not afraid, I was ready to face the horrible being and so I did. Me and my father went at the front of its mouth and I bade farewell to my father and I went inside the titan's mouth. As I was about to enter, I was expecting to see rows of teeth and a huge muscular tongue yet what I saw was different, very different. I saw ladies and gentlemen, wearing tuxedos and splendid gowns as if they were all lords and ladies attending a social ball. Our hall was at the second floor so I have to walk up the stairs and be stared by hundreds of people wondering what the heck was I doing there, walking up the elegant stairs, very well suited for a social gathering. As I reached the last step of the stairs, I was greeted with warm smiles by my classmates. I was excited and at the same time nervous of what was about to happen next.

Prior to the said event, we, the Juniors and the Seniors had been taught proper etiquette, the promenade dance and other activities which are needed for a promenade night to take place. After we were designated to our partners, we readied ourselves for the inevitable. As practiced, we first studied the introduction of the females and their escorts where the lady and her partner would "strut" their selves on an elevated platform and after mastering those so-called skills, we were taught how to do the promenade dance, which was a little bit confusing, especially the "exchanging partners" step. After which, we were branded as "ready-to-go" or in other words, we were ready for the awaited Promenade night.

Going back to the event proper, I was a little bit ecstatic about the coming night because of course, it was my first time to participate in such a formal event and it was also my first time to wear a formal attire, with the long sleeves, black slacks and the necktie. After becoming awed with myself and after the introduction of the ladies and their escorts, we all went to our designated tables but me and my friend, Jann Krystel del Mar, was still not going to our tables because we were both to lead the Opening Address and the Opening Prayer, respectively. After such necessities, supper was ready and we relish the delicious foods with gusto. After supper, we lingered in our tables for the opening of the second program, which involves the Prophecy and the Legacy. I was a "dubber" in our prepared prophecy and I was glad that the Seniors were joyful with our presentation, where we prophecized the Seniors 10 or 20 years from now. After the comical presentation of the Juniors prophecy, it was the Seniors' turn to hand down the legacies to us, Juniors. There were 19 legacies, all and all and all the Juniors were excited to what the legacies are and to whom they would give the legacies. I was ecstatic, yet I did not hope of receiving any legacy because I wasn't that popular or known to the Seniors, so I just sat in my sat and waited patiently. After several legacies, one legacy struck me most, the Legacy of Bibliophilia or the "love of books". I love books and it is a part of me that I couldn't live without. A part of me wanted that legacy but I think there are more people in my batch that deserves it the most, one example was my bestfriend, Bryan, who was known to be quite a reader and another part of me doesn't want to expect that it would be me. I was expecting that Bryan would receive the legacy, so I was unconscious when Kirby, the previous legacy-holder, announced the person who would receive the legacy because I was too absorbed in my thoughts. I was told by my partner that I was the receiver of the legacy and I stood up, unconscious of what I was doing and not knowing what an inescapable event awaits me. Till next time. Monsieur Aronnax.