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3Chiron of TWSS. This is our English blog, mainly used for Ms Chong to update this blog with instructions for us and this is also the place where we do all our newspaper reflections etc etc. Guyz, leave your blog link and whatever you want like twitter etc etc for me to link you. The more the links, the nicer the layout :D And give me your blogger or google email addresses or w/e, make sure can sign in to blogger in class so i can invite you as author and you can post w/e Ms Chong ask us to do thru your own account. THANKS!
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 Sunday, March 21, 2010 @ 6:38 PMDo-wa-di-di-di-di-dum-di-di-do!
From the time I heard that we were having a camp I was like "oh my god!". I dislike camps especially the ones at Sarimbun Scout Camp but I decided to go after a lot of persuasion from someone and after the yelling session by Mr Cheok. In that moment I decided to go because I never want to experience another raining saliva session! Sorry Mr Cheok.The first day of camp was exhilarating for me as we did the high elements. It took me half the day to get used to the new environment. When that was settled I focused my attention to the task at hand: abseiling... which looked easy until I had to actually do it. The moment my turn came, I started panicking. It was too scary and it didn't help when the trainer pushed me back down when I tried to get back on to the platform. I still can't believe that I managed to get back on the ground amidst the crying. I was rather prepared to die while trying to make my way down... I think I would have preferred to die maybe... Admittedly though, I was pretty proud that I tried abseiling and that I didn't chicken out. Day two was mostly water sports like kayaking and rafting. I loved every minute of the kayaking. It was so much fun doing it in open sea. I kept bringing my knees up to my chest so that the kayak would threaten to capsize and Shankari would start screaming (nothing new) like a mad person (also nothing new) for the front. I could never hold in my laughter whenever we collided against another kayak and Shankari started screaming again. The third day was too quick and brutally short. With only enough time to take a couple of pictures with our trainers, we then headed off for National Education trip... which I don't remember much of since I was still in pain from the exhausting camp. - Arifah (12)
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