Sunday, October 31, 2010

Wanderers of the World

Informal Theme # 3
Blog # 3

   We were only informed a day before on what to bring this Rovers/Roverettes Vigil. It's really a bad thing for us because we'll let our parents panic again to find weird stuffs to bring in this camping specifically, the thumb stick. No ones perfect, I guess. I want to inculcate in my mind that Ma'am Mylene has bunch of things to do and she's in the state of craziness so that I can understand why she called for a meeting for this camping only a day before.

   I went home to prepare the things I need for the camping and immediately went back to school. Honestly, I'm not excited for this camp. After the seat works, long quizzes, and recitations, now what? Give me a break! The first semester of my Junior year was a highway to hell. Most of the subjects are so hard to understand. Well, that's for me. I need to rest.

   If it is not required I would probably sleep early in an air-conditioned room. Going back to what the blog must contain, the vigil was also attended by different schools within Cavite. I want to go home so I didn't care so much about their names. We were grouped with more than a dozen of members for the upcoming talks and group presentations. We learned some new stuffs about the large society of Rover Scouts. We learned as well their objectives for the community and for the world. We learned how these vices greatly affect mankind. I learned that no matter how the country stood hopeless because of it, the Rover Scouts are ready to participate in resolving these problems.

   After the orientation and the seminars, we were blindfolded and I don't know what to expect. Later on, the Seniors, who already graduated as Rover Scouts, ordered to remove our blindfolds and answer the questions printed on a sheet of paper. I don't know how would I say this but I was slightly struck by my conscience of the wrong things I have done.

   Several videos about our parents were shown. I was kinda immune to those videos since I already realized how my parents loved me so much and how I must supposed to give it back to them. Yes, realization took place but action was moving so slow. There were a few practices before giving us the neckerchief which symbolizes Rover Scouts. With the long-time Rover Scout's blessing, I am now a Rover Scout.
    

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