Finally, the day had arrived!
For the last three months I had been waiting for this day, my first day at Reddam House. I was driven to school by both my parents, which was extremely unusual. I stepped out of the car and walked through the front gates. I remember thinking to myself, “The journey is about to begin.” The first day wasn’t much, just streaming tests, which were moderately hard, but the day was still very enjoyable.
The second day was our swimming carnival. I screamed and cheered my house on, (Darling), and participated in a few events, but whenever I stepped up to the marshalling area, my heart would beat excruciatingly fast. I know I'm not a superstar swimmer, although I always get myself worked up over sporting events. It was a great day though, and one which I thoroughly enjoyed.
On Wednesday, the third day of school we embarked on our journey to camp, which was held at Cataract Scout Park. I was really looking forward to this because I knew it was a chance for me to make new friends, and that is exactly what I did.
We got there and were told that we could each pick our cabins. I knew some people who came from my old school to Reddam. I was in a group with them, and another person I made friends with. We went to the lodges and there were no empty cabins left. I thought to myself, “Well the floor is going to have to do then isn’t it?” Luckily there was one spare cabin which had 6 beds. There were two people in it already and four of us so it worked out perfectly.
On camp we split up into four activity groups. In these groups we each made great new friends. The one activity which stood out for me was definitely the Giant Swing. I am not a fan of heights, and as Giant Swing consisted of us being heaved up in the air 15 meters, then free failing, I was extremely nervous.
Once I got to the top and was ready to pull the string to initiate the free falling, my heart started beating like never before. I was exceedingly nervous. Reluctantly, I moved my hands from my side and pulled the string. I was left shell shocked due to the fact that I had barely yanked the string and I was free falling! I wasn’t ready for it but gosh, did I enjoy it. I screamed at the top of my lungs, the experience was something I just can’t describe. Besides the bonding, this was definitely my highlight from camp.
The Monday following camp was really the beginning of year 7. Most of us were confused with our timetables and all the classes we had to attend, but the rush of it all was really quite exhilarating.
I have to say, my first two weeks at Reddam have been delightful and I really hope that doesn’t change!
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