A long... tiring... road trip that lasted approximately five hours. Cramped up in the back seat of the car, I was glad when we finally reached our destination.
When I entered the large glass doors of Mariott Hotel, . I had in fact come here before, during a previous church camp when I was young
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
The Botanic Gardens trip
I watched my opponent carefully. Swinging the racket, he sent the shuttle cock flying into the evening sky. As I watched it's trajectory, I prepared myself to return the swing, backhand...
I was playing a match of badminton with my friend Noah. My family was on an outing together with the other members of our Cell Group(CG). I had picked a large patch of grass near the Eco Pond to play badminton. Several others were playing Frisbee. I watched the orange disk cut through the air like a blade.
I swung my badminton racket once more, sending the shuttlecock soaring into the air, over our imaginary net. After several more minutes, exhaustion finally took over of us. After a quick break, Ian Kang, Noah and I decided to go on a duck 'hunt'. You might say it is cruelty to animals. Well, according to Ian Kang, we were simply sharpening the duck's instincts. Pretending to be the predator, we hurled sticks, and small fruit that we found on the grassy floor. Fortunately, there were no accidents. Eventually, seeing us as a potential threat, the ducks took off into the sky to a more tranquil and serene part of the pond. As the sun began to disappear behind the horizon, we returned for dinner.
Several other matches of badminton with my friends and the day was ended. Packing up, we returned to home sweet home.
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Swiss Carnival
Come see the "Flying Cows in Action"! That, was the theme for our stall, and also the words on our banner written in a bold, striking font. Several other students from my class were in charge of mending the Milk Churn stall together with me. You may be wondering what this stall is about. Well, as its name suggests, there are large milk bottles. The objective of the game is to attempt to throw the ball into the bottles. Sounds easy, not as simple doing it.
During the Swiss Carnival, the quadrangle was bustling with people. We(referring to the people mending the Milk Churn stall) were feeling stuffy. To add on to that, we were crammed up in a small area designated for us. There was canvas roof in case of a downpour. At the beginning, people just looked, and left. Subsequently though, more and more people queued up to try their luck at throwing the balls into the small hole in the milk bottles. If at first you don't succeed, try try again. That saying certainly helped us to have business. Since throwing the balls into the milk bottles wasn't as easy as they thought, people flocked to our stall in an attempt to succeed! Finally we were having some customers! During my break, I paired up with Wen Jie, my friend and we left our stall to look around the carnival and try out a few rides and games. In the end, because of the absurd price of the rides-some were the equivalent of one whole ticket- we ended up at the food stalls and game stalls.
Let me talk a bit about my favorite game stall...
I picked up a dart. It had an intimidating, menacing looking sharp pointed tip. Built for speed, it was streamlined in shape, and had synthetic feathers at the broadest end of the weapon. holding it with sweating fingers, and sighted my target. Bringing back my arm for my power, I readied myself, aiming carefully and hurled the dart as hard as I could. Watching it's flight path, I saw it arc towards my target...
"Bang" was the sound I heard as the dart buried itself in what was left of the balloon, piercing the Styrofoam board. "Congratulations! You have won one token". A Swiss student wearing a smile on his face picked up a rather thick plastic disk and passed it to me.
Another of my favorite stall, would be the Bouncer.
I'm confident you've heard of a bouncing castle. Well, this is more or less the same. It is meant for young children at a tender age of four and above. Surprisingly, a few of my classmates and I enjoyed this very much!
You see, my class was assigned to two stalls. The Milk Churn and the Bouncer. As such, we could visit either stalls and help out here and there. Another thing was that we could play in the stall for FREE. As such, the Bouncer stall was my most visited spot. I could attempt aerial somersaults, backflips, handsprings, and forward rolls safely! We also played war games inside. There were two teams, each of which consisted of 2 or more members. The aim was for one team to try and escape from the Bouncer, while the other team had to try and prevent the rival team from succeeding to do this. This was extremely exhilarating as we could bounce, perform acrobatics, to reach our objectives.
At the end of the day, however, we all were exhausted, and were drained of all energy we once possessed. It was a tiring yet enjoyable day.
During the Swiss Carnival, the quadrangle was bustling with people. We(referring to the people mending the Milk Churn stall) were feeling stuffy. To add on to that, we were crammed up in a small area designated for us. There was canvas roof in case of a downpour. At the beginning, people just looked, and left. Subsequently though, more and more people queued up to try their luck at throwing the balls into the small hole in the milk bottles. If at first you don't succeed, try try again. That saying certainly helped us to have business. Since throwing the balls into the milk bottles wasn't as easy as they thought, people flocked to our stall in an attempt to succeed! Finally we were having some customers! During my break, I paired up with Wen Jie, my friend and we left our stall to look around the carnival and try out a few rides and games. In the end, because of the absurd price of the rides-some were the equivalent of one whole ticket- we ended up at the food stalls and game stalls.
Let me talk a bit about my favorite game stall...
I picked up a dart. It had an intimidating, menacing looking sharp pointed tip. Built for speed, it was streamlined in shape, and had synthetic feathers at the broadest end of the weapon. holding it with sweating fingers, and sighted my target. Bringing back my arm for my power, I readied myself, aiming carefully and hurled the dart as hard as I could. Watching it's flight path, I saw it arc towards my target...
"Bang" was the sound I heard as the dart buried itself in what was left of the balloon, piercing the Styrofoam board. "Congratulations! You have won one token". A Swiss student wearing a smile on his face picked up a rather thick plastic disk and passed it to me.
Another of my favorite stall, would be the Bouncer.
I'm confident you've heard of a bouncing castle. Well, this is more or less the same. It is meant for young children at a tender age of four and above. Surprisingly, a few of my classmates and I enjoyed this very much!
You see, my class was assigned to two stalls. The Milk Churn and the Bouncer. As such, we could visit either stalls and help out here and there. Another thing was that we could play in the stall for FREE. As such, the Bouncer stall was my most visited spot. I could attempt aerial somersaults, backflips, handsprings, and forward rolls safely! We also played war games inside. There were two teams, each of which consisted of 2 or more members. The aim was for one team to try and escape from the Bouncer, while the other team had to try and prevent the rival team from succeeding to do this. This was extremely exhilarating as we could bounce, perform acrobatics, to reach our objectives.
At the end of the day, however, we all were exhausted, and were drained of all energy we once possessed. It was a tiring yet enjoyable day.
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