PTEM's juniors' induction program (first batch)

So, the induction program for the juniors was held on the 5^th, 6^th, and 8^th of January. As I had anticipated, it was tiring, but fun. The new lower sixth students had their orientation in the afternoon, from 2pm-4pm. We, PRS, had meetings every lunch time for the preparations. I had to skip from having lunch. Although, in the end, I think it was worth it. I feel happy seeing them having fun, making memories. How I wish I can turn back the time on the moment I was having mine. I think, we have made a history, cause we made the juniors, cried. The games we prepared for them were extreme, I guess. But the games were backboned with good morals. (oh yeah, since i'm the head of religous in prs, i had to perform the prayers before and after the program)

On the first day of the orientation, our main game was ‘Face Your Fear’. We simply tell them to close their eyes, and let them hold something that was extremely exaggerated fearful reptiles of some sort, when it was only a wet balloon. With the help of our acting, most of them fell for it.

On the second day of orientation, the main game was.. well, I forgot the name. Basically, each person was given the opportunity to save only 2 persons among them juniors. The rest of the juniors that they couldn’t save, they had to shout to their face “YOU DON’T DESERVE TO LIVE”. Mind you, we shout at them. We made them feel guilty for couldn’t saving the rest. And this girl, was like, really crying half the way, but we forced her to carry on. So in tears, she screamed “YOU DON’T DESERVE TO LIVE”. Finally, when she was done, I asked for an apology, and on why she cried. She was reluctant to answer, but she did tell me. She was sad because she couldn’t save all of her best friends, and I was touched.

On the last day, the main game was ‘Never Give Up’. They were divided into 4 persons per group. One had to be a person who was trying to reach his/her goal, and the other three had to be the ‘wall’, obstacles for them to reach their goals. They had to do whatever it takes (verbally) to make the obstacles give up. Beg, scold, ask for pity, being reasonable, whatever. And this junior, I made her cry. Well, not intentionally. She said that she remembered her mother that time. Who had passed away. I felt sudden guilt eating me slowly inside. Thank God, I had the chance to ask for an apology, and the chance to comfort her. But she did say that she was okay later.

It was a bitter-sweet memories but I hope I’ll do better for the second batch.