Minggu, 22 Januari 2012

Experience

I Love Scout

When I was in Senior High School, I was active in scouting activities. Scouting has been my hobby since I was in elementary School until now. I missed scouting very much. There were so many things that I learned from scouting, many stories were not forgotten. One of them was about my experience while camping during semester break. Usually, every end of the year until the new year we have an activity called “Kemah Wisata” or Tourist Camp. It was usually held for four days. The camping was held at the tomb R.A. Kartini, Rembang, Central of Java. We were members of the executive committee. I was assigned at P3K section as well as I helped in the consumption section. So, most of my activities were associated with cooking.
On the first day, we were busy setting up the camp, and some were busy preparing dinner. At night after dinner activities began. In this camp there were no heavy activities, that was why it was called Tourist Camp. The activities were usually fun and enjoyable.
On the second day, I started helping in the kitchen tent. I helped slicing and cutting food, fried side dish, but more frequently I washed dishes and tools used for cooking. I was so tired because I should do it three times a day. After preparing breakfast, I cooked for lunch, and then cooked for dinner. We cooked without any rest. All the committee members’ energy were completely drained to prepare fun activities for younger scouts. We always tried to set aside our own interests. In the evening, there was a heavy rain, until all the tents could not be use except the kitchen tent. All evacuated in the hall. We used the hall for the beds and to keep our things. Tent only served as a display. It rained for three days the whole day. Many activities were not done, until in the end, the committee planned to anticipate rain. And as a member of the P3K section, I was very tired of having to take care of younger brothers and sisters who were sick. Luckily, my friend helped me. To make it worse, there were committee members who also got sick. Every day activities took place accompanied by rain.
In the evening, we did a brief meeting with the elder generation above us. We performed evaluation but the elder generation above us criticized us. They said that our committee worked less than the maximum. We did not work as a compact team and did not work according to the plan. The committee leader was blamed by them. The evaluation was getting hot for more nights until one committee member got sick. So I was forced to leave the place to take care of him. The meeting was finished at 1 o’ clock a.m. And there was one brother who came up to me and he asked me, “Could you make some food for your brothers, please? They have not had dinner.” Then, we both headed the kitchen tent while was far from the hall. I was confused because there were no clean cooking pans. Finally, he cooked noodles and I helped him to prepare the pans. Then he said, "It seems you have never been to the kitchen before, you must learn!" I was ashamed of what he said to me. I always remember those words until now.
On the third day, the committee improved their work. They prepared for the New Year’s event. We had a bonfire ceremony, blow horns together and watched the bonfire together. It was very merry.
On the last day, in the morning, there were still exciting activities. At ten o'clock we were busy packing and cleaning. Each of us had a particular task. I cleaned up the vast hall. I was so sad when the tents torn down. I was sad when the closing ceremony took place. Then, I arrived at home at four o'clock p.m. I was happy because I had taken a rest but the situation and sound in the camp was still ringing in my ears. Two days later, I was sick with typhus. May be because I ate late, I was too tired, I lacked of sleep, and because of the bad weather.
My parents were angry and prohibited me to follow scouting activities again but I still followed and I was so happy with my experience in scouting. I will love it forever.

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