Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Sweet Sixteen! Whoohoo!!!=)The Best Birthday ever!
I'm sixteen! Weeeeeeeee! haha...then next year i'll b 17 , then 18. *gasp* I'm getting old!! ok...i see shoes flying!....LOL...anyway, i just want to appreciate those who made this birthday the best--YA survival camp counsellors, network ppl and my CG. Love you guys loads! i can never thank u enough for all that you've done for me. I realised that the best birthday doesn't lie in the how many gifts you get or how big the cake is, but rather it's who u spend it with. So, yar...just wanted to appreciate you guys. I'm really grateful and thankful to have known all of u.
To my CG girls: thx for the sweater and the shirt, oh...and for that hand-made card, i just loooooovvvveeee it!=)
To sky, pam, lijuan, crystal: Thx for the pencil case and handphone pouch. Love it!
to syl: Thx for the soundtrack! haha...love it!
Oh....and, lijuan, i want to thank you for just being there for my cell group when jerrine wasn't around. Thanks for taking the role of taking care of us even though it was only for a few days. It meant a lot to me and to many of the girls. =)
Living for the smile of my Prince
YA Survival Camp
The YA camp proved to be harder and more tedious than what I expected it to be. I'm seriously appalled by the way some of the kids responded to the counselors and leaders. They had no respect for higher authority. But there were some kids who were really helpful and sweet. Their innocence just melted my heart and let me forget all the anger, frustration and stress i felt. Just one word of encouragement was enough to make my day.
If someone asked me what day was the worst, i would say that it was the second day of that camp. That day, i really lost my cool with the kids. Almost every game station that we went to, either one kid would throw his tantrums or get into a fight. By the time we were back at Ngee Ann Primary, i felt so drained, tired and sooooooo stressed out. But i really thank God for Qui Ting(teen counselor of my group). She understood the frustration that i felt and let me have some time on my own. I wondered to the toilet so as to have some peace and quiet but as i looked into the mirror, the most unexpected thing happened. Tears started streaming down my face. It was only until then, did i realised how stressed out i was. That was the first time in my entire life that i was so frustrated until i cried. I begged God for strength i needed to pull through the next few days of the camp, knowing that i really needed to lean on Him and that my own strength wasn't enough. But i still wasn't feeling good. During dinner, i had a really good talk with Sylvia(thank God for her!)...or rather, a good cry. I just broke down. All the frustration, helplessness and stress was all let out during our little talk session. And i had to admit, i was feeling more confident after that. The night of the second day went quite well. And for that, I'm grateful. At least the worst day of the camp ended well.
It may seem that the camp was not enjoyable, but it isn't. I gained a lot from it. When i first started as a counselor at the camp, i was just a green horn, knowing nothing about handling kids. But now, through these experiences, I learnt a lot. Different kids are to be handled differently. Some kids may need a bit of shouting and scolding, others just need a good one-on-one talk session and affirmation.
As i read through the little notes that the kids wrote to me on the last day of the camp, i can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I thought my strictness towards them would make them dislike me but i was wrong. One boy, Yang Zhi, even told me that he would come back for the camp next year if i was helping out. So....for next year's camp, i confirm will help out!=)
Living for the smile of my Prince
For those who want to get me something for my birthday, do not...I REPEAT...DO NOT GIVE ME PHOTO FRAMES!!! I have photoframephobia...Actaully, i would really appreciate if u get me somthing practical. Not something that will collect dust and just sit on my table unused. haha...=) so yar....that's about it. 18 more days to Sweet Sixteen!
Living for the smile of my Prince
