With the third term looming like a large object which has a well known tendency to loom (I do apologise, it’s been five weeks – my writing has grown a tad rusty) and the routine Facebook status updates which always accompany such an occasion, it has been exceedingly difficult for me as an individual to deny that the holidays are indeed drawing to a close. Not to mention that I am sitting in the school premises as I write this and there is far too much activity for it to still be the middle of the holidays.

I could join the general tone of the Facebook statuses and add my voice to the hundreds denouncing the 8-3 education regime which shall soon be upon us – but there are enough of those out there, and complaining about it won’t really change much, will it? Rather, I think it would be more fitting to reflect on the unforgettable holiday which we have just found ourselves in the midst of.

The foremost thing which should spring to mind if anyone were to ask you about the holidays would be the FIFA World Cup (unless you were lame and went away). It was certainly an amazing experience, even for those who were simply in the country at the time. South Africa and all those who live within her borders can be extremely proud of themselves for coming together to create a unique World Cup experience, which I am sure would have been nought but a dream to any under the oppression of the Apartheid regime all those years back – and is today a reality. With one fell swoop the country has managed to silence all her critics, with next to no incidents of crime, not a single hiccup in the matches and ceremonies and the sheer ‘gees’ was something undeniable and quite frankly, remarkable (even to an avid soccer unenthusiast such as myself). Without a doubt, a once in a lifetime experience.

Despite its massive impact, the World Cup wasn’t the only ingredient to a truly epic holiday. I don’t think there is a Westerfordian who can honestly say they were against the concept of being able to sleep in to almost unconceivable hours every morning, then get up and do nothing. For the entire day. The opportunity to laze about was a marvellous one, which yours truly took full advantage of.

Drawing this article to a close, I urge my fellow Westerfordians to embrace the term with eagerness, vigour and childlike enthusiasm – for the first week, at least.

To all the art students who have left their work up to the last minute, I wish your creative minds fruitfulness and may your implements of art be speedy in their creation. To those who failed to connect with their partners for group projects, Facebook is your friend. To those Grade 10s who have not yet completed the reading project, my heart goes out to you.

If all else fails, cling to the fact that we are one step closer to December.

Duncan HobbsWesterford Web Team Editor