Monday, November 23, 2009

I actually have no intention to post.
I even thought of posting only after compeitition next year.
But someone really motivated me to write this.


I shall tok nothing about what happen today or whatever.
NOTHING.
I shall only tok about St.John Ambulance Brigade.
I shall start from the very beginning.
My first impression of SJAB was that it is a very strict and discipline CCA lah.
The very first day in SJAB.
I saw you, Gavin Sir.
I remember the very first thing u ask me to try out.
That is to ROOM! you.
After that.
All I see was all the strict faces on our seniors face.


The second activity.
All we know was still the strict faces of the seniors.
And all we get from the seniors was scoldings and more scoldings.
So since the second activity.
I really dreaded coming to SJAB.
Everytime before activity.
Everyone would complain of stomach ache or whatsoever.
Slowly.
Most of the ambulance cadets which is the boys.
Did not even eat lunch.
They knew very clearly that if they eat.
They will suffer alot later during activity.


The second time I saw you.
I remember that you were here.
To like so call do a survey.
You asked the whole sec 1 squad alot question.
And there is this question I remember very well.
How many of u feel like quitting SJAB.
I did not raise my hand.
But I had a strong desire.
But I was glad I did not raise my hand up.


The third time I see you.
It was during the camp.
You were so strict.
You totally destroyed the first impression you gave me.
You were like very very very strict.
So I was like so scared.
The whole of SJAB no one was kind.
So call kind lah.
After the camp.
I dreaded SJAB even more.


The fourth time I see you.
It was about the attendance.
You asked all of us.
Whether we were very stressed with SJAB.
I know I was.
But I did not raise up my hand.
If I was not, I would not have all those stupid stomach aches.
After that you taught us footdrill.
We realise you taught very well.
Everyone teach differently.
Is not that someone teach lousy someone teach good.
Jus the method they use to teach.
Not only me feel that u teach well.
Including Benedict, Jason and Wei Xiong.
So you somehow left a good impression.


Before u came the fourth time.
I already knew I was in comp team.
So the fifth time I saw you.
It was at Woodlands MRT station.
We were heading to HQ.
The way you talk.
Was like very kind.
You tok about what our rival all this de.
The way you talk was like so different from the camp.
After that very first comp training.
U disappear.
I know you were busy with ur NS.
So it was the rest of the officers and seniors who teach us.
I also like the way Yee Xuan sir teach.


Okay so lets tok about starting of the comp.
Starting of the comp.
Afer we knew our position.
I know it is gonna be a tough battle ahead.
1 and 2 mus be good in FA.
But you see me and wei xiong...
Our 3 and 4 is the best among the 4 of us.
In terms of FA.
TOC.
FD.
In fact everything.
I admit I was very stressed.
The whole compeitition everything commander do.
It was very stressed indeed.
I was thinking what would happen to my results in sec 2.
Have to cope with SJAB.
Sat still have TKD.
Sec 2 streaming year.
So is like.
I am SUPER stressed.
I often thought that if someone was the commander.
And I replace the post of the someone.
I think I could do better.
But it turns out that I was wrong.
Everyone have different responsibilities.
And I somehow also think being no.3 can be quite stressful.
After the TOC training by Wei Hao sir.
I feel like quitting the WHOLE compeitition.
Not jus the role of the commander.
But the WHOLE compeitition.
But I know.
If I fall.
The whole AC will be useless.
It is really tough to give it going.
Really really really tough.
But I know compare to the past.
This was like peanuts.
I really have no confidence to get Champion for AC.
But I know I must.
No matter what.


Through the comp training.
I realise that most of the seniors was very kind.
They like got serious mood swings.
Lecture, games.
They turn on their angel mode.
Footdrill.
They turn off their angel mode and turn on their devil mode.
And I also realise I was not that stress as last time.
Everytime before activity.
I feel quite okay.
But if is comp training ar.
All the stupid aches all come.
So I jus wanna say that SJAB change me alot.
Really ALOT.
If not for SJAB.
I would not know how much I could push myself.
In terms of physical and mental.
So I can say that I love and hate SJAB.
And the seniors had played a part in pushing us to become a much discipline person.
Much serious.
And much everything.


So I would like to say thank you.
For changing me.
In fact alot lah.
I love St.John Ambulance Brigade!



5:03 PM It's over.

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