This is a two parter blog about my recent photographic outings which consists of two major events which is my school's sports day and a cluster school expo in Kuala Nerang. The former was filled with passion and emotions, befitting the name 'Free School'. The latter was boring initially, but it did give me a chance to meet new friends and foster new friendships. Well, enjoy!
30 minutes before the start of the annual Sports Day of PFS, I went from tent to tent to get some pictures and some sneak peek of the theme of the houses. I was very impressed with Pinhorn's Avatar theme and their mascots were superb. Pn. Mani was obviously proud of her boys and I can see they are really excited about their work. I mingled around with the members from Pinhorn along with Sir Leonard and scoot along to my own house; Hamilton.
The event started off with a bang [quite literally] at 2pm sharp with the school's prided jewel kicking it off with an up-beat tempo for the parade march. Each houses have their own mascots and they are all well made from head to toe. There's certainly a sense of pride in every one of the marchers.
The official ceremony was conducted by our school's athlete, escorted by the captains of the 8 houses in Free School. After the 'vow of sportsmanship', they returned to their respective houses and marched off the field, indicating the start of the day.
Before the actual sports event, there was a few performance by some uniform body, namely 'Gempur Wira'[i forgotten their real name, sue me]. They smashed tiles with their head and fists, proving their manhood [though the human body is tougher than tiles, so yeah]. After the display of prowess from the commandos of Free School, I went to the centre of the field for the first running events.
The athletes were all pumped up and ready to pounce on the prize of glory like a lion hunting a gazelle. Friends that I know in the classroom turned into what their primal instincts are; hunters, or quoted from Sergeant Foley of Operation Flashpoint "Hardcore, cold-blooded, laser guided, death dealing nin-motherfucking-jas". They came, they ran, and they conquered, quite literally. The strong moves on and the weak dies. Second is the first of the last, etc etc. Our boys were so in the zone, that even the guests runners from different schools were wiped out almost instantly in the 400x4 relay. The runners from Saint Xaviers lost up to a staggering 80 meters! Needless to say, the athletes of Frees are one mean sons of bitches.
Where muscle counts, even the Frees didn't let up. House representatives grunting and gritting their teeth while their veins and artery were at their limit as they surpass the physical limit of humanity. The flames of victory the only thing pushing them and the men beside them towards victory.
The most memorable event of the day was the tug-of-war. The final showdown between Cheeseman and Pinhorn. Each house has conserved their top guns for this event. The only event that'd prove they are the Ironmen of Free School. I was beside barely even 50cm away from them as they frantically pull the rope to earn their victory. The house captain of Cheeseman, and also my friend, Vash, screamed at the top of his lungs rallying his members to pull as if their lives depends on it. Eugene, another of my acquaintance, kept on rallying the boys to pull with momentum and brute force. After three grueling match, Cheeseman seized the title of 'Orang kuat Free School'. Vash was so happy he jumped for joy, and no different can be said for the rest of the Cheeseman. Despite the loss, the captain of Pinhorn, Prakash, went to congratulate Vash and the members of Cheeseman for their victory. The bond between brothers and sportsman were vibrant that day, despite a technical foul that happened due to Pinhorn not being ready for the 2nd match, and thus leading to a third decisive match. They compromised, they worked things out and they respected one another, That's what being a Free is all about.
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