It’s that time of year again…. Swedish graduation. I remember at my graduation in the states, we wore long robes and hats and walked up respectfully to get our diplomas.
It’s a bit different for Sweden. They run out of the school building in sailor caps and are loaded into trucks. Then they ride around town with loud music, covered in alcohol. Where the trucks are taking them, I do not know. I like to think they drop them all at offices at the end of the day, put them in suits and say “welcome to the real world.”