The competition was over at April 27, 2011. I am talking about the Career Sketch Competition organized by the National Council of Counseling Teachers in conjunction with Career Counseling Carnival. Our team was the 1st runner-up at zone level. I had been busy with the sketch in the last two months. You know, with frequent staying in school yet missing important classes, not being able to rush back to my sweet home straight after school for at least twice a week. We needed practice. Even though I was only the seemingly unimportant crew, I was not excused from getting rid of home. We performed our sketch on the topic of seismology, which can be defined as the scientific study of earthquakes and the propagation of elastic waves through the Earth or through other planet-like bodies.
So, it was Monday again. I was busy fixing the chemistry facts in my mind as all the Form 5 students were going to sit for the chemistry and biology paper very soon after the assembly. I dragged my feet in line with my classmates towards the hall but with my head buried in the reference book contained in torn wrapper. My name was called and I walked up to the stage to receive the certificate of appreciation for my participation in the competition from the one of the school trustees, Madam Chang. Vanity sated but the brutal war was still going on. Not with pernicious weapons but books, papers and pens. It's examination war. Mercy, please...
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