While spending a few days in Khartoum, I was invited for a graduation
party of one of the Universities here. I wasn't really sure what to
expect, but as soon as I entered the big venue in the centre of town I
knew that it was definitely celebrated zestfully! The enthusiastic public
was seated on the concrete benches of the amphitheatre and the graduates were
literately in the centre of attention. There were plentiful decorations, spotlights and even a professional camera crew to record everything! To make the whole ceremony a bit
more dramatic, they had put a red carpet in the middle for the
individual candidates to walk on before they were being handed over their degree, which had been framed in a shiny golden picture-frame. All women (-it was a
celebration of one of the women's Universities in Khartoum-) had been
able to request one or two songs that would be played while they were
doing their 'red carpet' walk to the stage. Whenever the music was turned on, the crowd got wild and stood up to click their fingers or dare a little dance. I found it touching to see that also the closest family members, especially the
parents, were invited to walk on the red carpet with their newly
graduated daughter to symbolize their support for their child's education. I am sure they were all very proud. "
Mabroek!- Congrulations, ladies! Keep up the good work in making a difference!
While spending a few days in Khartoum, I was invited for a graduation
party of one of the Universities here. I wasn't really sure what to
expect, but as soon as I entered the big venue in the centre of town I
knew that it was definitely celebrated zestfully! The enthusiastic public
was seated on the concrete benches of the amphitheatre and the graduates were
literately in the centre of attention. There were plentiful decorations, spotlights and even a professional camera crew to record everything! To make the whole ceremony a bit
more dramatic, they had put a red carpet in the middle for the
individual candidates to walk on before they were being handed over their degree, which had been framed in a shiny golden picture-frame. All women (-it was a
celebration of one of the women's Universities in Khartoum-) had been
able to request one or two songs that would be played while they were
doing their 'red carpet' walk to the stage. Whenever the music was turned on, the crowd got wild and stood up to click their fingers or dare a little dance. I found it touching to see that also the closest family members, especially the
parents, were invited to walk on the red carpet with their newly
graduated daughter to symbolize their support for their child's education. I am sure they were all very proud. "Mabroek!- Congrulations, ladies! Keep up the good work in making a difference!
