It's been 40 years since we marched to our commencement exercise & went up that stage to receive what would be our passport to higher learning. It was not the end of our Catholic education. It was the beginning of our claim to manhood as we seek our place in the sun, this time marching to different drums. To this day we still hear the echoes of Marist school reverberating in our consciousness - the hallways, the canteen, the countless field trips, our covered court, our classmates & of course our teachers. Marist is still captivating our daily lives & we are very fortunate & thankful. The world is now our stage & time marches on. Once a Maristian, always a Maristian. Ever4ever!
2 окт 2024
