Last night I attended as a guest an ‘Abschlussball’, a class finally reached the abiturium. While the tests were written some weeks ago and final examinations had been done through April and May, this was the official end of their schooldays. A mass, speech of the rector (very interesting), official presentation of the certificate with special mentions, champagne reception in the inner yard, dinner, Jazz combo, later dancing. Interestingly the fratres (OSB) socialised very well (glass in hand, hehee) – the school is located in a monastery, pater abbas gave a short and thoughtful speech.
Youth is wasted on the young, men especially, too cool to move their asses and dance. The young women were a real show and worth any second in this hall and it were the parents who really celebrated the liberation: The young people now are free to stand on their own feet, what could have been done was done; wheter they learn a profession or trade now, study, serve in one way or another, its up to them to deceide. The ‘Reifezeugnis’, or ‘Matura’ as is the fitting Austrian name, allows them to join a university of their choice, now or later. Most of them will move to another place in the coming months and for all of them starts a new stage of life.
The parents were happily dancing and I think most of them will remodel their lives now and perhaps ask themselves something like ‘How was it twentysomething years ago? Where did I stop?’