My sister. My Star.
--Wellesley College Flower Sunday
roses from big sisterIt is the Flower Sunday today, a day for celebrating sisterhood and friendship in Wellesley. It is one of Wellesley's loggest celebrated tradition which started since the second year after the school founded.
My big sister Amy gave me a bunch of pink purple roses in the morning. I love the roses so much, and she picked my favourite colour! I didn't know what made her chose the colour; this morning was the first time that we met so I definitely hadn't told her my favourite colour before. We chatted during the brunch, and she's really an adorable big sister.
Then we went for the ceremony and the Chapel. There were people from different religious groups speaking, and lots of singing. I felt truly touched as I was sitting (and singing) through the ceremony. It had reminded me of all the wonderful moments that I have spent with all my friends, and all the help from my friends in times of difficulties.
I'd like to say thank you very much to all my dear friends. As I was thinking about you all at the Chapel just now, I was really touched by all the little and big things that you've done for me. I'm really greatful to know you all and have friends in you all. Thanks for making my life more palatable and colourful. All the best to you all, wherever you are and whatever you're doing.
Here's a little familiar song that we sang since we were kids, but I never thought that I could be so meaningful until we sang it at the Chapel just now. Here it is for all my friends:
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
She could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep,
While you thro' my window peep,
And you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
the rose from Hoi See
(when I came back from the ceremony, this rose lied on my cupboard. thanks Hoi See for your lovely rose. and thanks for being such a nice senior. you have really made my days in Wellesley wonderful)