Reunions are awkward.  
      Eagerly anticipated, apprehension creeps in as the day looms.  For most, 
      this would be our first meeting since Pr-University days, a lapse of 30 
      years.
      
      
      
      47 year olds, the 
      
      Class of ’74
      reunited at the 
      
      Founder’s 
      Day Dinner
      held in The Shangri-La on March 1st 2004. 
      Numbers were great comfort as the Island Ballroom foyer quickly filled 
      with raucous ACS nostalgia. Seventy of us huddled in scattered groups: 
      shaking hands, glancing up at familiar voices, keenly scanning the plush 
      surrounds for old friends, past beaus, former foes. Panic attacks and 
      whispered reminders of names forgotten punctuated excited conversations.
      
      
      
      Inside, blue and gold balloons danced suspended above the seats of tables 
      71-78 (courtesy of  
      
      
      Mei Po, Noreen, Adina and Aleck). Old class 
      photos from the school magazine and name lists, strategically displayed, 
      jolted faded memories. Loud and riotous camaraderie, electronic camera 
      flashes, people migrating from table to table and a rousing rendition of 
      the school song—the ballroom pulsed and resonated with ACS. 
      
      
      
      
      
      The Arts Class
      
      
      
      
      The Science Class
      
      
      It was a party 
      within a party. 
      Somber black, glitter, translucence bedecked the diners. In sync, our 
      Science guys donned jackets, but our Arts guys had none. Our ladies, 
      resplendent, had the boys quite out done. A band entertained; we chatted 
      of past exploits.  Long service was awarded; we recounted schoolboy tales 
      with our ‘old’ teachers —  
      Ms. Maureen Lim, Ms Sim, Mrs. Lee Gek Kim, Mr. 
      Wan, Ms Ong, Mr. Wee Kim Cheng. 
      
      
      A common thread held us together; no discord ever 
      could sever.  
      Laughing, walking, talking and gawking, we spanned the distance of 30 
      years. This was a page in the present, that had been written…. sometime in 
      the past.
      
      
      
      Sure, reunions are awkward, but only at the start. And, with a renewed 
      familiarity, we were quite loath to part. May God grant us good health, 
      good times and good spirits, till next we meet again.
      
    
    
      
        A 
      thousand thanks to our indomitable organizers 
      Patricia Ng and 
      the class representatives, our ever-faithful photographer 
      Tan Kee Wee, 
      friends who came from abroad and all who came to make the evening such a 
      success. 
      
      
      Interested in joining us next year? 
      
      E-mail to Patricia Ng 
      (patng@ispsearch.com.sg) or Jean Lee 
      (jeanleecl@pacific.net.sg)!