The first day were virtually unknown to me, as I have no one to talk to and no offense to some there, particularly the bumis, they really look suspicious in every sense. All I can do is just have a talk or two with the first person I know there, and ironically a Malay, Fajar.
Kevin, Jacky and I
After all this, there was his election for the camp's leaders. I was selected the head for the boys, namely the wira. We went through some kind of screening with our ability to shout out commands, to march or maybe there's something more to it, as I initially have no intention of getting any post out of it, in other sense getting myself less trobule. But who on earth would know that the post I got is such a memorable one.
Lets the pics tel the story.
The day we had gotong-royong at the beachexplorace
L-R:Suvisha, the ketua Wirawati, Cikgu Shah, Malik the Ketua Keseluruhan, Cikge Abe and me
Ramlan, the orang asli and me on the last night of our 3 months training stint
Yu, on her birthday and I was asked to do something on that night. Chinese called this 'put on the table'
The chinese guys at the temple, every Sunday The chinese.