It was the weekend we had been working toward for a long, arduous four years. Graduation was finally here! In August of 2013, we received our blue coats. They were to be worn during our time in vet school with the promise that once we were doctors, we would receive our white coats. The start of our weekend was the ceremony where we finally got those white coats with the words “doctor” on them. Our white coat ceremony was excellent, one of our amazing professors who inspired us through our time in school, and who is (sadly for those coming after us) retiring this year, was our MC and delivered a hilarious but sentimental ceremony. One by one, we received the white coats we had been waiting for, and then all together said the Veterinary Oath. We got together for one last picture as a class, and we were finally doctors (sans diplomas)!
The following morning was our convocation ceremony with the rest of the school, kind of a formality at this point. Though the AVC is part of the University of Prince Edward Island, most vet students couldn’t tell you where the science building is or who the student council president is. However, the graduation ceremony got us our diplomas, and those diplomas said we were officially doctors!
The last event of our weekend was a party at the local brewing company for our class to get together and celebrate our accomplishments. Some of our amazing classmates put together really cool gifts and activities. There were Wordles for all of us to take home, which were collages of words that our classmates had said about us over the years. There was a map of where we would all be next year, as well as a superlative board (where I was voted most likely to finish an exam in ten minutes and win Harry Potter trivia). We ate, we drank, and we shared precious time together, before we would all be off on our own adventures across numerous countries, provinces and states. When it came time for the night to end, I’m not going to be shy and will admit I cried like a fool. These wonderful people had become my family over the past four years as I had to leave my original family back home in Maine. Life certainly won’t be the same without them, but I know that no matter where you go, there will be an amazing AVC graduate happy to take care of you and your animals.