Each time the announcement about the dinner came up, it sounds more like a ritual ceremony.
We went through series of lectures on it and they kept telling us, "please behave yourselves because you will be dinning before THE BODY OF BENCHERS, any misbehaviour will affect your being called to the Bar"
This Dinner is supposed to take place three times before the end of LAW school and missing any of it means, you have to come back next year to dine before being called.
The heap of rules, dos and don'ts made so many student wonder if they can make it.
Obviously, there are people who have not used cutlery before to eat, they are just used to the normal spoon but this time, it became mandatory for everyone to handle the fork and knife.
I heard few friends lamenting about it and I tried assisting them by showing them which hand to place the fork and the knife, and how to equally get grip of it properly. Most times, I had to use two writing pen in class to demonstrate to few other people.
Honestly, I was so scared myself and I prayed seriously for concentration so as not to flaunt any of the rules we were given.
When the D-day came, we all wore our regulatory wears subject to serious scrutiny at the entrance of the dinning auditorium.
Surprisingly, the tension wasn't as anticipated. We sat and dinned normally, no special stunt OR whatsoever.
Firstly, we were served, some appetizers consisting of bread and soup. Next was the main course meal, fried rice with chicken and beef, This was where the cutlery issue came in but it ended solid. And lastly, the dessert which was ice cream etc.
The dinner actually came to a halt when the life Benchers and other body of Benchers left.
I came out of the dinning hall and realized, that was just all. So what about all the fears they instilled In us and made it seem like, we were going on a journey of no return???
Most times, it's better not to let anxiety kill you before the actual experience.
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