During the first day, we did the usual drills. We did push-ups, sit-ups, jumping jacks and other exercises typical for students in camping. Then we did some crazy activities, like rope jumping from a tower. It was fun and exhilarating Afterwards, we all some good snacks to keep ourselves fueled up for the next long hours of torture and fun. During the rest of the day, we did some drills on how to use bamboo for survival, some drills on making fire and some drills on discipline. It went from being fun to being torturous.
When night came, we had a presentation. It was for fun, to keep our minds off the torture we endured during the day. We had at least 4 or 5 groups. We were the last one group to present. I can't fully remember what our routine was but what I do remember was falling down on my knees after the routine. I scarred my knees, causing a big tear on my right knee. It was bleeding and I had to put a bandage it. Even worse; my belt buckle broke too and I was forced to use my jacket as a substitute belt all the way. I had to tigthen every now and then because if I had just let it be, everyone would be seeing my butt. Now who would want to see the full moon?
When it was it sleeping time, we heard one of our superiors call out and say we were going to the mountains. In my mind, I said "WHAT? Is that superior nuts? What in the world are we going to do in the mountains? Hunt deers?". She said we were going to sleep in the mountains. We were shocked. It was a shame that we put up all the tents for nothing. It was a waste. But we went on without further complaining. It was 11pm when we started the climb and we arrived at the end point at 1am. We all laid our beds along the mountain path we walked and we slept afterwards. It was not a comfortable sleep, I tell you. I really hated sleeping there. Add to the fact I didn't have enough water to keep myself hydrated. I had to make do with what I got to survive the horror.
I was awaken by the shouting of another superior. I checked my watch and saw it was 5am. I said to myself, "Huh? I slept for just 4 hours?!" This was truly crazy for me. But I tread on even if my mind was sprouting anger. After getting our stuff, the superior informed us we were going back to our camp to eat breakfast. We were excited for that. Then, another problem came. While I was walking with my friends back to camp, I felt something peel off on my foot. More like, I felt something peel off on my both my feet. I looked down and I was appalled. Both the sole of my pair of shoes peeled off! It flapped in and out, in and out when I walked. The worst part is, the ground was rough and rocky. It hurt my feet when I stepped on the ground so I had to walk slowly without letting my soles flap. I didn't even have any slippers to wear. Finally, we arrived at camp and ate our wholeheartedly meal.
After we ate our breakfast, we were informed by our superior we were heading out to a resort a few kilometers from camp. It was our relaxation time but we had to tread through a cave and a river, with rocks on the way. I still had to keep my "belt" on and to keep my soles from flapping. My classmates and I moved out from camp and we did a walking trip for 2-3 hours to get to the resort. It was a challenge for me since I was concerned about my pants falling off and my shoes breaking apart. But thanks to my perseverance and determination, I made it through. We all got to the resort and we relaxed. We ate lunch, swam in the pools and enjoyed ourselves.
After enjoying our time in the resort, we all went back to camp. Thankfully, we had a bus waiting for us.
We were driven back to camp and it was time to go home. We packed our stuff in the bus. But before we could go back, we had to wash our dishes. What?! We went through all that torturous circumstances just to wash dishes? But we still did what we were told. After washing the dishes, we all went to the bus and headed back to school.
Looking back, it was a truly an experience to behold. But I'm not too keen on doing something like that again. I'm not going to sleep below the required hours of sleep or wear my jacket as a belt. If I am going camping, I'll do it my way, not their way. But at least I went through to know, this was My Crazy Camp Experience
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