If i've gone for the sabana expedition, i'll never get to meet dharma and Lim. If I never got to meet them, I'll never approach him to get my recommendation letter. And if thats the case, I'll never be approached for the attachment to bring a group of 110 primary 6 children down for kayaking...

At first i thought, '110 children only, very easy lah! no problem!'

I've immediately changed my mind when i was bombarded with "TEachER! teacHER!! why this? what that??"

The initial rafting up was the worst. My instruction was clear and simple. "To hold on each other's kayak side by side, don't let go."
Just as i went to help the others, the next moment everyone was on their own. It was horrible.

Told them to help each other to carry the boats, they all in the sea playing with water.

Everyone I met during the journey were screaming for my help either"teacher! help me!" or " teacher cannot paddle any more!" or "teacher i want to rest..."

When i was first approached regarding this attachment we were jokingly saying,"wah! these are only primary school leh, kayak so long later got phobia how?"
I guess, i am the one who is having phobia at that time.

Phew!!

I don't know if its coincidental that when i got back home today, i received a letter from moe telling me abt my application of being a relief teacher. 'No Not! primary school' i hope...

side story:
It was at the punggol campsite when we experienced something 'dirty'. My first time being so close to experiencing such things. However, i only got to know what happened after everything was over. The story was something like a malay boy was playing around at the banana tree in the garden when he suddenly acted strangely and started attacking, eyes were different, his voice changed (definately not puberty). Of course at time time i didn't know. All i saw was the malay teacher brought the boy into our room and got him to sleep inside.

It was this morning when i woke up (i was at the 2nd deck) and i looked at his face (he sleeping on 1st deck). He suddenly opened his eyes and used a scary glare to stare at me. I didn't know abt the situation, at first i tot he opens his eyes when he sleeps. I continued to stare at him into his eyes. (You know those ah beng stare you stare me thingy? yah something liddat) After a few seconds, he 'woke up', glanced around as if asking himself 'where am i?' and he walked out of the room.

Haiz... i always wanted to experience something supernatural like that, but its just infront of me yet i didn't know until everything was over. To make me happy, somesay when i stared at him, the spirit got shoo away while others said that it was transferred... hmm....