“Just finished drama rehearsal…” It was not until half past ten at night that my roommate pushed open the door. Clusters of cool wind seeped from the balcony, smoothing the milky mist that had been rarely seen over the weeks. Upbeat trembles before the inspiring gala were hidden in the mild darkness.
“Is it for Charity Week?” I asked. A bit tired but wittily, she answered, “It’s the Art Extravaganza!”
At 7 pm on March 30th, waves of enthusiasm gathered in the Halo Theater. The beams of light were wantonly splashed onto the stage as dozen pieces of works of Fauvism, immersing the audience with transcending time and space. The Three Sisters’ longing and suffering got me heart-wrenching, while Raoul and Christine moved me with their faithful vows of love. With the sentimental dialogues and sonorous renditions, the drama people on and off stage brewed jugs of mellow wine, drawing my heart to consistently beat for the carnival.
Nevertheless, the drama performance was not the sole feast in Charity Week. The Charity Music Concert and the Youthful Talk were also well welcomed. You could let the melodious symphony flow through your bodies, let the speakers’ insights pulse in your minds and let them wipe away your and your friends’ tiredness of the whole day.
Meanwhile, the Chanting Journey outside the theatre attracted many of us to stop and appreciate its dazzling exhibits: the works of calligraphy and painting, the elegant designs of ethnic costumes, the vivid accessories created with indigo dying, the fancy pop lyrics, and last but not least, the friendship bracelet sales launched by Sponsor a Girl’s Education ECA. All of them were blows of breeze from all over the world, caressing the wind chimes deep in our hearts to ring.
We could also measure the enormous realms of possibility by our pace of charity. Either being comforted by the profound culture of Henna, whose divine birds reflected the mysterious Indian glitter with their red-brown wings, or carving the trace of time in the exquisite time capsule or exciting On The Move walkathon, could be the seamless annotation of our kindness that was influential enough to be the sparkling stars in the sky.
Even before the start of Charity Week, the leg waxing ceremony between Heads of Year had bombarded social media among SCIE students. On the morning of March 31st, the cheers hovered over the volleyball court as the Dolby panoramic sound effects, with mobile phones and cameras held high focusing on Mr. Roche, Head of G1 and Mr. Bracewell, Head of G2. Eventually, it turned out that Mr. Bracewell, who won more votes, was sacredly waxed, witnessed by thousands of people. What has impressed us was not merely his bitter-sweet facial expressions and the “trick” of the two HOYs calling on students to vote for each other, but also their sincere, intense and pure sentiments toward charity.
Perfectly synchronized, the conventional event of Charity Week- 24H Basketball – was held in full swing. From 5 pm on the 30th to 5 pm on the 31st, dozens of basketballs hopped and galloped with the players in the Sports Hall. Whether missing a rare opportunity after numerous attempts, or leaping from rounds of barriers and successfully scoring, the strength bursting from their flexing muscles, the zeal rubbed from the friction between their sneakers and the courts, the uninhibited stubbornness arose from the conflicts and collisions, the warmth expanded from the high-fives after scoring were all frames of lively scenes that would be eternally engraved in youth.
Before the match, I was puzzled why a basketball game would ever last for 24 hours, and why some charity events would ever last for an entire week. Not until seeing the talents performing on stage, the athletes vigorously endeavoring, the volunteers conscientiously working, and the photographers capturing every moment with my own eyes, and I myself also tried to become one of them did I realize the answer: fundraising 23400 yuan is not the destination; we are all dedicating ourselves tirelessly to perceiving, enriching, and loving the world.
Nights fell, and drizzles cleansed the dust. Overall, this week was magnificent, with the shining hopes of spring carried on our shoulders.