Day 4 IPO Reflection

Wow...that was a awesome entry by EnYi, well written and I couldn't agree more! Who could have thought that time flies this fast. One moment we were just beginning to adapt to the new environment of this institution, and next its the second last day of IPO already. I guess that's what happens while we are enjoying ourselves!! Anyway, here's my day 4 reflection (of which I must give some credits to EnYi for inspiring certain insights).

Many people will say how water is essential for our survival; without it, homo sapiens would not existed at all in the first place. However, while that might be true, today's IPO activities gave us a new insight we have on the clear shapeless liquid called water.

In something named as the mass water games, we VIPers were required to complete numerous tasks regarding water, including transporting 'water bombs' from one place to another by pelting it such that it does not 'detonate', 'hauling' 'them' from bucket to bucket (by means of accumulating them in our mouths and spitting them out again, as well as storage of 'them' on our clothes) and attempting to erase any trace of soap from our opponent's hair by pouring water onto them. It does sound fun; yes, but in truth, some find it quite traumatic too. We had to move ourselves (that is, in forces) on a single canvas sheet (uphill against a slope filled with soap and water), while withstanding the cold 'they' brought to our bodies by our 'lovely' PSLs who decide engulfing us with this precious source of life would help things. Regarding our PSLs though, is something both humorous and worthy of thought.

As we completed the tasks at hand and got ready for debriefing, our seniors were very infuriated at us not being cooperative that thus ended in us being late. They elaborated on disrespectful and unappreciative we were (at not paying attention while they were talking/explaining and at instantly throwing the countless 'water bombs' at each other that they spend hours making respectively). The humorous part was that at the moment they were sure that all of us were craning our heads towards the floor and reflecting, the genuine-looking angry people suddenly had a change of mood and started tossing their astutely made products at us. At first, I thought that they were taking a sort of revenge at us, so I remained in that position and accepted my soaking. It was when I heard a school-mate shouted for us to throw back the 'bombs' that I realized it was just a one whole big joke. (Ironically, many PSLs were hollering at us on how we treat IPO as a big joke.) Despite slowly but eventually registering how the 15-16 years olds were merely pretending to be incensed at our behaviour though, I sincerely felt guilty for wasting our poor seniors' effort who spend only a few hours sleeping, just to ensure we had fun during this week.

Fellow classmates, friends, and school-mates, lets us give our beloved PSLs our full cooperation tomorrow, so that not only can we, but also the PSLs have a fun and enriching time tomorrow. With our combined effort, I am sure we can make tomorrow the best IPO session ever!!!

~Cheers,
  Shawn

PS: I promise you readers I will do a better job yesterday, didn't I; I hope I did fulfill that.