Yesterday was Krudy's closing ceremony. We stood in the hot evening sun for an hour or so while the eighth graders were honored, along with the good students and a few teachers. I cried, quietly and under my sunglasses, when I heard Himnusz played for what will probably be the last time. Then the ceremony ended and we all went upstairs. I said goodbye to a few students. Then we all sort of grabbed our stuff and left.
The year-closing meeting is on Tuesday, and I'll still be at camp. So I won't say goodbye to hardly anyone. Which is for the best, because I'll be less of a disgusting crybaby. But it was a strange and anticlimactic end to the year- to the years- for sure.
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