Ever been through a school reunion ? I say ‘through’ because I view this peculiar ritual as an experience to challenge the strongest and most self-assured among us. I challenge anyone to defy the odds and come through it not feeling a complete bundle of contradictions afterwards – or a complete nervous wreck!
I have done the school reunion thing just once, that was 15 years ago and I vowed never to do it again. Where you would expect to enter a nostalgic atmosphere of old camaraderie, sincere welcomes, a few tears and - well – those same bitches who made your life hell at school – you find something unusual…
Everyone’s eyeing each other sideways to see who has aged the most or the least; who has grown fat – or stayed fat. Then there’s the catching up thing…no matter what you’ve achieved someone else has something better to rub in your face; someone else has travelled further than you…and don’t you just love those smug faced one’s who say through their capped teeth…I’m too busy with my caarreeeerr to get maaaarrieeeed!
Then there’s the girl – the old teachers pet who won everything at school – who was bound for such great things after graduation – well…why do they never bother to turn up??
But the icing on the cake is always meeting up with the girl who was the most popular, slimmest, prettiest, who wore a bra before anyone else did and was always had her pick of the boys…she’s got four kids, no car, dark roots and resembles the offspring of Rosanne Arnold. So what do you come away thinking as you return to your life…?
That there is a God after all !
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