eM-Wee :)

Getting to know your peers, respect, and having lots of fun. A week in Merapoh, filled with tears and laughter and sweet moments that I will cherish. I spent my week with different people, with different personalities, coming from different countries, and in different grades…

Arya Marsono
Paul Im
Helena Cathey
Shaz Seatter
Aizuddin Azlan
Mehza Memon
Vandana Sudhir
Liam Callan
Ibrahim Tahoun
Mason Chew
Nathan Sanders
Emily Thorne
Emelie Linder
Jasmine Singleton
Fabian Erikkson
Melissa Lee
Dakshina Chetti
Rio Rosano
Tanya Deol
Edward Kim
Jose Febres-Cordero
YiKhai Lee
Zijia Kee
Casper Pasha

Leading us, and taking care of us, gratefully there were teachers who came along with us. Not being only as our teachers, but also as our sponsors…

Lynn Smith
Mark Walsh
Marie-France Blais
Everette Burk

In Merapoh, at base camp, we met D’Jungle People had helped us and guided us through the week in Taman Negara Merapoh. Wonderful abang and kakak who had watched us all and stayed with us to watch our backs…

Abang John
Abang Ivan
Abang Paul
Kakak Miki
Kakak Emily

That past week, we stick together and survived through the week in the jungle. We shared everything we had with each other; our water, food, money, energy bars, clothes, cards, shampoo, deodorant, conditioner, sleeping bags, combs, dorms, smiles, laughter, and love. We told each other secrets, stories, jokes, and each other’s memories of our lives. We even sang songs with and to each other. Good times…

We all learned different things from that certain week; cup game, culture, each other’s personalities and point of views, and most importantly, respect. Sure was fun, spending one single week with all these people. Getting the chance to know them even better. Experiencing something that is barely done together. Though those leeches climb up onto all of us to suck our blood multiple of times, we still stand strong and face it all, surviving and awaits for the last day.

Even though, maybe in school now, we barely talk again. But not me, I still smile at those people, say hey, and even start a conversation with them from time to time. Although it’s just Malaysia Week that I will continue to face through middle school, those bitter-sweet moments, filled with tears, joy, laughter, arguments, of that week I will cherish for while now.