27 September 2003 - just another Saturday for most people. But
for several hundred men and women gathered enthusiastically at a gilded
ballroom in a downtown hotel, it was a very special occasion. It was
a night to celebrate a passage of time shared by them. For this group
of people, the NUS Class of 1978, the place of meeting was totally unimportant
- the only thing everyone there was interested in on that balmy
September night was who else was there.
Ah yes, a class reunion - the stuff that men and women promise
each other in their youth to do 10, 20, 25, 50 years later. In reality,
most people find it hard to remember that they ever made those promises.
It is even harder to imagine that one actually gets to that once distant
future point in time when he or she has to act out the promises.
In a crowded ballroom that evening, 379 alumni made good
on their promise. They turned up for the reunion all decked in finery,
with the girls of yesteryear still looking stunningly beautiful, and
the men trying not to look quite so, well, nearly 50. Eager eyes sought
out old buddies and old flames; and there were peals of laughter as
recognition emerged from amidst markedly different body shapes and hair
colour.
So there they were that night, 25 years after they left university
in 1978. It was heartening to see everyone at the reunion talking excitedly
about the ‘good old days’.
Most realised of course that there was nothing really ‘good’
about those days. Many remembered the pressure of lectures, tutorials
and the semester-end exams ... but they also wistfully remembered that
it was a time when they were young and carefree. So what if it was selective
recollection? It felt good to be seeing old friends and enjoying that
camaraderie all over again.
In the 25 years since 1978, the graduates of the Class of ’78
had gone about their lives in their own ways, pursuing their separate
dreams. They were busy building careers and families. Casual friendships,
for most, had become a dispensable luxury. Memories of faces from 1978
faded with the images in those albums of old photographs showing young,
remarkably slender people from a different era, donned in flashy clothes
and sporting some rather odd hairstyles.
As these things go, reunions are actually a rather strange experience
for many of the alumni. People knew one another for three or four years
during their university days, but many of them had not interacted in
25 years. However, the shared memories of three years a quarter of a
century ago quickly brought people back together again, as if they had
never parted. It was a time for all to socialise, renew old ties as
well as to make new friends.
In the bonhomie of the evening, the Class of ’78 did what people
at reunion parties do - swapped stories about the different paths
they have travelled since graduation and showed off family photos. They
were there that evening to do a quick rewind in the collective VCR of
their memory banks to the times when they were all young, not just at
heart, but just young.
For one night, the Class of ’78 re-celebrated their youth. They
got together and drowned in sentimentality together. We could not have
asked for a more glorious and happy reunion!
By YEONG WAI CHEONG
Office of Alumni Relations
National University of Singapore
Shaw Foundation Alumni House
11 Kent Ridge Drive, Singapore 119244
Tel: (65)6516 5775, Fax: (65)6777 2065, Email: oarconnect@nus.edu.sg