When the word “Sportsman” come into your mind. What will you first think of? Many people would rather choose to think of a professional athlete like Usain Bolt. But for me, I rather think of what are the qualities that make a sportsman like being able to face challenges and accepting defeat and most importantly playing fair. But at the Sec 3 camp, I learn more about being a sportsman and I will be sharing with you the laughs and lessons we experienced in the camp.
Many like me prefer to be lying on the bed and snoozing off at this time but are rather better doing something than being lazy. The camp was not easy but we eventually still brave through it. Before the first activity started we had to split our class into two, although not with some of my good friends I think it was still fun to get to know other classmates. As the first activity started, we were supposed to split into smaller groups and then set out to catch frogs, insects and some plant samples. It thought us to work together, to have trust within our group. If one person from my group decides to back out, our group would have taken a longer time to finish the task and it was due to my group co-operation that we manage to breeze through the task easily and with communication and not a solo work we also manage to lift a bucket of water with two ropes standing a meter away and also we were also able to balance our classmates with a rope that others were holding tightly with it. If we wouldn’t have trust with each other this task will seem nearly impossible. There were other task that teaches us to work together; overall I learn something new here being a sportsman is to have teamwork and trust. Before we knew it, it was lunch time.
The food there was not bad, as it provides the staple food like rice with two or three other dishes, but we were starving and gobbled up everything in no time. The bathroom was flooded with mud and with around 300 boys we could not take our time as we take at home and thus everybody was in a rush to get their bodies clean and carry out their other activities. But it was needed as you do not want to go inside the tent dirty and smelly. It taught me to cherish the little things in life. In a very small and stuffy tent, we had to endure the annoying sleeping habits of our tent mates making you to have insufficient sleep the next morning. It was here that taught me another important lesson, it was brotherhood and lending helping them during activities was grueling. But it also made us persevere through the activities. After seeing some class walk through the mud and coming back smelly and sticky, it made me felt disgusted but that time of us going to the mud had to come sooner or later and so as we walked to the jungle it started to pour and thus making the mud more slippery and thicker and rose the water level higher. As we trekked deeper, people were falling down and thus their pants and shirt got wet and dirty too. Some of us were smarter as to hold our classmates for support in case we slipped. As we trekked deeper, there was a small river that we got to cross and the water level was at our waist some even to the chest. Thus making movement slower and more careful but no matter how careful you are there were some people bound to fall into the water like one of our instructor. There were some of us before the camp were trying to escape as they do not want to face their fear but eventually we still made it as a class and worse of all we were lost in the jungle for a period of time thus making more people fall and more challenges were faced but we all had smiles on our face as we may not have a chance to do it again with the same group of classmates as we cracked jokes and push each other into the mud and making hand prints on each other shirt and this also taught me a lesson is to face your challenges and not hide, no matter what the consequences. Luckily, after the mud trekking was the rafting and I really Thank God for this as we were all drenched and puddle of mud were stuck in our shoes. Building the rafting taught me to listen to our classmates as they strategies how to build the raft. We really enjoyed our time at the water and some of us even fall of the raft. Although it was not much of a distance but we still enjoyed it.
We were finally gathered together in the campfire for a long and cool performance prepared by the instructors. But we were also perform our cheers in front of the Sec 3 cohort thus making us nervous as our cheer was prepared 5 minutes before the campfire. But eventually, our class pulled through and made an awesome performance. This taught me an important lesson is that we felt the sense of belonging in the school and class.
Finally, it was the last day of the camp for people this was a joyous moment but for some of us we were hoping to stay longer to spend more time with the trainers and do more cooler activities. But after 3 days of hardship and torture, we built a bond that cannot be broken within our class. This also marked the beginning of long pants as some of us Sec 3 were most happy about. Eventually, we have to wave goodbye to the trainers and the place that has made many memories within our class and the cohort. Thus making Every Boy A Sportsman!
Name: Nehemiah (18)
Class: 3ST
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