#VicSRCvoices: the first taste of Year 12
We’re a bit under two terms into Year 12, and the pressure is palpable. After enduring more than a few sleepless nights, demanding days and torturous SACs and assessments, Demi Tangri muses on what it's really like to live year 12 day in, day out.
An average day in Year 12 really isn’t very different from Year 11 or even 10 - except perhaps the longer hours spent labouring away at the desk, the fact that there is a SAC almost every week, or the constant little voice in the back of your head softly reminding you that this is your last year of schooling, ever. For a lot of us, it’s the pressure of the entire atmosphere, the overhanging and underlying looming figure of the exam, the crushing weight of the result awaiting us at the end, which is the worst part.
Saying that, it’s not all bad! What I’ve gathered so far from not only this year, but my experience as a student in the last 12 years is that, just like with (almost) everything else in life, it’s all about striking that balance.
So, here’s a little maritime analogy to lighten up the mood!
Because sure, this year might be a handful, but I’m also positive it’s going to be an absolutely amazing and memorable one.
We’re at sea this whole year. (Metaphorically, because who actually has time for that?) Us year 12s are on a ship, on a journey to some far away land filled with new opportunities, new challenges and new ideas. Until now, we've been ushered through various other forms of transport - bicycles, bikes, cars, busses, trains. But here we are, at the final stretch of our voyage.
We need a strong crew of people to aid us through this taxing time; we can’t run our ship alone. Even if we had the intellect and acumen, we simply wouldn’t have enough hands. We’ve got to stay alert to the changes in the weather, the sea and our ship. Maintaining the sails, adjusting the compass, managing the orientation and keeping our eye firmly on the destination. Keeping up the consistent work, sticking to a schedule, adhering to discipline and persistence. And last but not least, taking care of the ship. If we aren’t oiling it, scrubbing the decks and keeping it clean, our voyage would not be a very comfortable one. Okay, so that wasn’t the last one. Finally, finding some time to observe the beautiful sunsets.
Occasionally, we’re probably going to be tossed into a whirlpool. Enormous waves will engulf our ship, rain will batter down mercilessly from all sides, wind will whistle violently, things will bend and break down, the small but powerful seed of hopelessness will slowly inch it’s way across our minds….but daybreak will arrive, the waves will settle down and we will live to see another day. Sure, some days, the ship will emerge more battered than others. It’ll require more repairing, more work, more time and energy.
But eventually, our ship will reach the harbours, and boy, will we have stories to tell.
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