Graduation

We weren't working last night, but it was the graduation of the kids from the last two-week summer programme so we wanted to go say goodbye; also we'd heard that it was quite emotional last time, and we didn't want to miss out again. It was great fun. We got there just as the YMCA was starting up. The kids (and the teachers) lapped it up. After a few more numbers (lead by Kyle), it was time to say goodbye. They put a bunch of slow songs on while the kids/teachers wander around saying goodbye to each other. It's also a final chance for the kids to get any teacher's signatures/emails that they've missed. These kids look happy enough, right? And this one looks like he's having a grand old time. Yet to see a lot of the others carrying on, you'd think you'd arrived at the aftermath of some kind of natural disaster or high school massacre. The girls - hell, even a lot of the boys - were sobbing onto each other's shoulders. Even a few of the teachers were getting upset. Of course me having a heart of stone, I just whipped out my camera to capture the moment... To be fair, I wasn't deliberately taking pictures of the crying kids per se, but there were so many of them they were hard to miss. In this last one, they're actually just going for high-fives with Siamack, but doesn't it kinda look like they're all raising their hands to ask god for salvation? Maybe that's just me...