Good Evening fellow readers,
I am currently writing this while I am extremely sleepy, I have determined through a lot of experimentation that my blogging is best when my body craves sleep. Anyway, I just got back from residential, it was by far the best residential I have been to, partially because I cannot remember the Y5, 6, 7, 8 or 9 residential well (or at all) and we had IA on Y10 and 11 which is simply a really long walk and cooking your own food. But also partially because this time I was so much more involved than all the other residentials combined. In Ms. Barnard’s email, with instructions of what to write in this blog post she said reflect on your experience.
So I though about it, and I came up with a simple truth 1-2 years back I had a lot more embarrassment inside me, I didn’t know what it meant to be a risk taker. So if someone had asked me to host a lip sync battle, I would have said no, do a Scottish dance which involved me asking a girl to dance I would have definitely said no, take a semi lead role in the lip sync battle I would have said no, dress up with a…
Yeah I don’t even know what I’m wearing, it just looks awesome, I would have said no. I was a bit of a party pooper 1-2 years back. But since then my outlook on life has changed, I have become a tiny (huge) bit crazy, where I actually feel like doing everything there is to do. Carpe Diem (I know, sounds a little cheesy).
So that’s my risk taking reflection covered, team work. Again I used to be bad at working in a team, something about me being paranoid that the other people in the team wouldn’t do the work right. I had trust issues, I’m working on them, but this residential was all about team work, we had paintball, raft building and team building activities all of which required teamwork. I needed to trust my team and I think I did, because all the activities we did I was really bad at.
That is a truly amazing photograph of both the teams before the orange team completely creamed my team (the black team). We tried a lot of things as a team most of them didn’t work, possibly because most of the team couldn’t see because most of us had glasses and they fogged up in 2 minutes, and we realized in a game where we have to shoot the opposing team, sight is an extremely useful gift.
Yes that is the raft we built , it sort of broke once it landed in the water and Charlotte took a dump in the lake because it was so unstable. But we sort of did really bad repair job in 5 minutes and it was lake worthy enough for 4 of the lightest people which surprisingly didn’t include me, and it sort of half floated and half drowned in the water but we still took it out for a spin, because it’s not like we could drown in a lake with life jackets on. All in all I think I worked in a team pretty well though we could have improved our communication skills while in the paintball arena, apparently when you’re half blind and the person you’re trying to address has a mask on and you can’t tell who it is, it’s hard to communicate with them.
From the title, or if you were actually at the residential you could infer/ would know that I was taking pictures throughout the trip. I was only supposed to do it for half a day but I didn’t feel like giving up my camera. I sometime come up as a little aloof, and distant, probably because I’m in my own imaginary world, but sometimes I go on social media and see that people have made memories with each other with pictures and what not. So I thought that instead of simply remembering the good times, I would get something to remember them by. So I charged the camera and got it along and then I realized that if you’re behind the camera then you’re not in the pictures which kind of annoyed me. But I had a lot of fun annoying people with the broken flash mechanism of my camera also because of it I got some hilarious pics like this one:
Glen looks like he seriously needs some sleep and Nice photobomb Ms. Barnard
The picture taking thing was how I was involved I took the entire residential up in my camera and I have shared it with everyone they can too remember the memories of the residential. I also got the most perfect picture of all time of Jennifer Collard (that expression is priceless):
A residential is only as much fun as how much you get involved. I went all in in this residential and thus I think I had maximum fun and broke something inside me (probably my thighs, jumping off of a 20m tree while tethered to a not very think rope does that, ouch)
me falling off of a tall tree
Furthermore, in this residential I did my first proper split, I got stuck between a bamboo and another bamboo.
This picture doesn’t accurately depict the actual amount of pain I was in and how much I needed to struggle to get out of that situation,the actual split occurred after this picture was taken
We also had Mr, McIver teach us some Scottish Folk Dancing and it was a lot of fun, and horrendously painful because I had just come back from the high ropes course and after it I couldn’t seem to lift my arm further than shoulder height. But it was fun, it was a new thing and fairly easy to grasp.
A Scottish folk dance
Ms. Barnard also asked us to identify people who surprised us in our tutor groups in a positive way, I am a fairly good judge of character, I know what people are like most of the time. I know that Manuel Bocalandro is a bit like me in the fact that he is an amazing risk taker and doesn’t get embarrassed. So when he said he was ok playing a girl in the lip sync battle and doing girly moves, I wasn’t surprised. Neither was I surprised when Jennifer Collard and Maya Subba lead the dance instructions, or that Jiwoo Shin would make an amazing banner for us.
I know my class is spectacular, so much so that I can’t be surprised any more when we do amazing things because it surprises me every day. Though I will say that Hyo Jun Kim, was the person that surprised me the most of all, he’s usually reserved and shy but in the residential was very open and friendly.
In conclusion I had fun in the residential, and that was the point of doing it. So here’s some advice have fun, you only become sadder as you grow older. Here’s a picture of 12S leaping in joy and Jenny tripping.
The Great Argon is over and out.