Monday, July 7, 2008,7/07/2008 01:37:00 PM
“
[ENDURANCE]
The most difficult discipline”
People will forget what you said;
People will forget what you did;
But people will never forget how you made them feel”
That was what the badge that the ma’ams gave us said.
How true it is.
They want us to endure, when you finally learn how to endure, that is the most difficult but the ultimate discipline you can have. That’s why it’s so difficult to endure. What can I say? The future is so uncertain. Who knows what will happen to our squad. I’m having a tough time hanging on already, without the ma’ams, can we continue?
Everyday I remind myself of what AIC said: I don’t know if we can continue without you. Ma’ams, I really miss you. Experience, is the bitterest as what Confucius said. The experience of farewell. The experience of saying goodbye.
We haven’t even been through what is tough. How can we survive in SJ if we complain about small things and don’t cooperate? I know some of you don’t even like SJ in the first place. Only one or two put SJ as your first choice right? I didn’t put it in my first choice either. In fact, it was not even in one of my choices. I got into my first choice. But then I had to quit due to a busy schedule. I came into SJ wondering why I was even here. In this CCA that I never once considered. In this CCA I did not even care about. In this CCA that I thought was a loser CCA. Yes I did, I admit. In this CCA that nobody cared about. In this CCA that was so loser-ish that you didn’t even need to be interviewed. It was like SJ was for the rejects. And I never thought I would be one of those.
But slowly, I began to put my BEST into SJ. I really loved it. The memorable times when four of us slept in one groundsheet due to fear that there would be a changing parade in the middle of the night. The memorable times when I slept on the hard ground with no aircon, wet hair, my head almost bursting because of the hard ground that pressed into my HEAD, sweaty skin. The memorable times when we were made to march on the spot for a long time because some of us didn't time loud enough. the memorable times when fanny lent me her 1.5 bottle to drink because I forgot to bring.
the memorable times when the ma'ams scolded us for being so slow and making us run from the bball court to the specs stand continuously.
those memorable times though torturous but that was what made SJ, SJ! There were fun times when we laughed and cried during the pop, when we cheered for the new ma'ams, the darkblue badge. the fun times when we laughed during the JTC campfire.
those were the timesi'm sorry to be so emo:X I really can't help it. I can't really imagine SJ without the yellowbadge. Adapting takes time.
Healing takes time.
