1-5 june. girl guides camp challenge 06
04 vs 06.
2 yrs ago, i was involved in CC as an instructor. organised by an external company for the first time, the camp was skewed to the fun side. i will always remember the seng kang guides (who walked back n forth to activate the toilet sensor so that i won't bathe in the dark alone), the toilet-banging nights, the guys who made sure i was okie (pitched tent for me, checked if i ate) and those late night chats with the gals.
2006. this time rd, CC was organised by guides again and i participated as a resource personnel (aka team sai gang). we were instructed to keep minimal contact with the gals and reminded not to reveal the activities to be conducted. the mood set for this camp hence was a different one; more serious to command a form of respect for this competition.
self-running divisions.
(may be boring stuff for some... but just to introduce what guides do other than singing..)
the gals compete at school and division levels. Each division are made up of schools according to their district allocations (North, South, East, West). i never knew how a standard guides camp was like until i was involved at HQ level a few years back and have been fascinated since then. each division is like a colony of ants, self-sufficient and each individual had a role to play. the gals would pitch 48-peg tents, build gadgets for shoe, baggage and washing racks. they have to build a kitchen shelter with a place for the fire alter. there is even a gateway to enter each campsite.
there are QMs to prepare meals, health patrol to check on cleanliness and first aid, orderlies to serve meals, wood n water patrol in charge of firewood. each division break their own colours, have their own PT sessions, and conduct their own outdoor cooking sessions. each night guides will come to the camp store n fill the hurricane lamps with kerosene. the glowing lamps in the night give me a homely feel.
RP's job? logistics support and running of the rest of the activities.
Facing it once more...
to those who knew me in collage and saw me in action.. i was the nutty gal leading the hse to cheer. somewhere down the road, that rah-rah me trickled away. perhaps i became too conscious of what others perceived me as. n i realised i can't force myself to be who i used to be; cause the harder i try, the less likely will that spark ignite spontaneously.
i was assigned to run telematch this time rd. i felt that the flow of the event was not the tough part once it had been planned and the RPs were clear wat to do. Rather, the challenging part was on how to hype the gals up. *in my head: there u go again. face it. u can do it. u know u can. have some confidence in yourself.* to top it off, the game was delayed by more than an hour; gals were coming in by drips n drabs. *think think. how to keep the crowd enthusiastic while waiting for the rest?* and so we played...
RPs:
where's my peanut x3
just now?
where's my peanut x3
just now?
North Division:
in the toilet x3
just now
in the toilet x3
just now
and the song with any lyrics u can make up with goes on....
*sing with the tune Clementine*
hmmm.. overall, i felt that i hadn't rah rah-ed well enuff and there were pauses in between. very often, timings are crucial to keep the crowd hyped up. my bad. should have pre-tot of ideas at the back of my sleeves. *knock knock* thanks to my fellow RPs who were there to render support when i needed them.
guidance.
when we talk about personal growth, sometimes it includes providing feedback to a person about his/her attitude. i still lack the courage to do so, especially when i perceive that the person may not be receptive to comments. we learn about effective communication; to target at the tasks the person does and not the character of the individual. what if the challenge lies in the attitude? something that is general that manifests over mutiple issues?
what if she is unaware of her own attitude? if she isn't aware, how can she change? sigh.. i felt i wasn't in the position to share with her and probably the fear of being snubbed in the face stood in the way. though comments may not be pleasing to the ear, i think i will be sad if i have a huge problem and no one took the time to enlighten me. so if anyone has feedback pls share with me yeah? warn me b4hand also.. so i can prepare myself.. =)
giving our best at camp christine...
(part of the Camp Christine song)
uncle Mail. uncle Gaz. aunty Maria. people who offer their utmost to the HQ, camp christine with lotsa patience and love to the gals. what they give is beyond what they are paid for and what we receive are beyond what money can buy. in them, i see their passion to share their knowledge as well as lotsa initiative. there is like soo much to learn from them. my fellow peers. ppl like wendy (ah lian), andrea, yimin. buddies whom i have known for 4 years but it seems a long time since we have known each other. people whom i know will be there to support one another when we are thrown into some shit tog. they've lotsa initiative in them too. perhaps with more experience, one anticipates more problems and hence has more initiative. n i think it helps to constantly asks "wat's next?". must often be in alert mode. learn learn learn. new frens.. like huda, hawa, li juan just to name a few.. i know i can count on them too. hope. tt's what i see.
thanks and praise, for our days...
(part of the Taps song that ends an event)
memories from my sec guides have pretty much faded.. or at least.. i tot the feelings aren't that deeply etched in my heart.. but that day.. as we lowered our flag and with 300 of us singing Taps together, my lips quivered. my eyes felt stinging hot and was relieved when the song ended so that i could glance away. weird eh? something i tot was gone, had been deep inside me all along...
canadian vasper.
an all-time favourite. as we sang.. a warm feeling just surrounds us..
softly at the close of day,
as our campfire fades away.
silently each guide should ask,
have i done my daily task.
have i kept my honor bright,
shall i guiltless sleep tonight?
have i done and have i dared,
everything to be prepared.
04 vs 06.
2 yrs ago, i was involved in CC as an instructor. organised by an external company for the first time, the camp was skewed to the fun side. i will always remember the seng kang guides (who walked back n forth to activate the toilet sensor so that i won't bathe in the dark alone), the toilet-banging nights, the guys who made sure i was okie (pitched tent for me, checked if i ate) and those late night chats with the gals.
2006. this time rd, CC was organised by guides again and i participated as a resource personnel (aka team sai gang). we were instructed to keep minimal contact with the gals and reminded not to reveal the activities to be conducted. the mood set for this camp hence was a different one; more serious to command a form of respect for this competition.
self-running divisions.
(may be boring stuff for some... but just to introduce what guides do other than singing..)
the gals compete at school and division levels. Each division are made up of schools according to their district allocations (North, South, East, West). i never knew how a standard guides camp was like until i was involved at HQ level a few years back and have been fascinated since then. each division is like a colony of ants, self-sufficient and each individual had a role to play. the gals would pitch 48-peg tents, build gadgets for shoe, baggage and washing racks. they have to build a kitchen shelter with a place for the fire alter. there is even a gateway to enter each campsite.
there are QMs to prepare meals, health patrol to check on cleanliness and first aid, orderlies to serve meals, wood n water patrol in charge of firewood. each division break their own colours, have their own PT sessions, and conduct their own outdoor cooking sessions. each night guides will come to the camp store n fill the hurricane lamps with kerosene. the glowing lamps in the night give me a homely feel.
RP's job? logistics support and running of the rest of the activities.
Facing it once more...
to those who knew me in collage and saw me in action.. i was the nutty gal leading the hse to cheer. somewhere down the road, that rah-rah me trickled away. perhaps i became too conscious of what others perceived me as. n i realised i can't force myself to be who i used to be; cause the harder i try, the less likely will that spark ignite spontaneously.
i was assigned to run telematch this time rd. i felt that the flow of the event was not the tough part once it had been planned and the RPs were clear wat to do. Rather, the challenging part was on how to hype the gals up. *in my head: there u go again. face it. u can do it. u know u can. have some confidence in yourself.* to top it off, the game was delayed by more than an hour; gals were coming in by drips n drabs. *think think. how to keep the crowd enthusiastic while waiting for the rest?* and so we played...
RPs:
where's my peanut x3
just now?
where's my peanut x3
just now?
North Division:
in the toilet x3
just now
in the toilet x3
just now
and the song with any lyrics u can make up with goes on....
*sing with the tune Clementine*
hmmm.. overall, i felt that i hadn't rah rah-ed well enuff and there were pauses in between. very often, timings are crucial to keep the crowd hyped up. my bad. should have pre-tot of ideas at the back of my sleeves. *knock knock* thanks to my fellow RPs who were there to render support when i needed them.
guidance.
when we talk about personal growth, sometimes it includes providing feedback to a person about his/her attitude. i still lack the courage to do so, especially when i perceive that the person may not be receptive to comments. we learn about effective communication; to target at the tasks the person does and not the character of the individual. what if the challenge lies in the attitude? something that is general that manifests over mutiple issues?
what if she is unaware of her own attitude? if she isn't aware, how can she change? sigh.. i felt i wasn't in the position to share with her and probably the fear of being snubbed in the face stood in the way. though comments may not be pleasing to the ear, i think i will be sad if i have a huge problem and no one took the time to enlighten me. so if anyone has feedback pls share with me yeah? warn me b4hand also.. so i can prepare myself.. =)
giving our best at camp christine...
(part of the Camp Christine song)
uncle Mail. uncle Gaz. aunty Maria. people who offer their utmost to the HQ, camp christine with lotsa patience and love to the gals. what they give is beyond what they are paid for and what we receive are beyond what money can buy. in them, i see their passion to share their knowledge as well as lotsa initiative. there is like soo much to learn from them. my fellow peers. ppl like wendy (ah lian), andrea, yimin. buddies whom i have known for 4 years but it seems a long time since we have known each other. people whom i know will be there to support one another when we are thrown into some shit tog. they've lotsa initiative in them too. perhaps with more experience, one anticipates more problems and hence has more initiative. n i think it helps to constantly asks "wat's next?". must often be in alert mode. learn learn learn. new frens.. like huda, hawa, li juan just to name a few.. i know i can count on them too. hope. tt's what i see.
thanks and praise, for our days...
(part of the Taps song that ends an event)
memories from my sec guides have pretty much faded.. or at least.. i tot the feelings aren't that deeply etched in my heart.. but that day.. as we lowered our flag and with 300 of us singing Taps together, my lips quivered. my eyes felt stinging hot and was relieved when the song ended so that i could glance away. weird eh? something i tot was gone, had been deep inside me all along...
canadian vasper.
an all-time favourite. as we sang.. a warm feeling just surrounds us..
softly at the close of day,
as our campfire fades away.
silently each guide should ask,
have i done my daily task.
have i kept my honor bright,
shall i guiltless sleep tonight?
have i done and have i dared,
everything to be prepared.
posted by nuaster at 1:12 AM
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