Describe the time when you were away from home.

Write about the reasons

for going away and how you felt about it.
Do you ever have any experience to away from home? Pema Chodron once said, “et your
curiosity be greater than your fear.” It is because only audacity can help us to answer our personal
confusion. My curiosity makes my life becomes interesting and challenging. I will share about my
memorable experience during the time when away from home.

Vividly remember August of 2018, my parents had made a business trip and I stayed at
home alone. Out of my curiosity, I away from home for the first time. After buying the ticket
at the bus station, I got on to the bus alone. Feeling heart race to arrive the destination to
explore the world. Street sign showed for “Bekok” and the bus stopped by roadside. It
began getting dark and the wind was blowing in gusts.
There was an old three- storey mansion and different weird sounds like old woman’s
sobbing, frolicsome laughter of the children, to name a few, not only in the night, but also
morning. As expected, I saw an old three-storey building. “Thank heavens!” I say out loud.
But at second glance, my relief was chilled by the look of the place. It looked if no one had
lived here for many years. The windows are broken. An old, ripped curtain blows from a
third-story window. The front yard was tangled with overgrown weeds and vines. A pathway
lined with broken stones lead to the old house. Walking warily towards the house and
slowly reached out and grasped the door handle. The handle felt icy in his fingers as he
opened the door.
The door creaked when I pushed it open. As I opened the door to the creepy old
haunted house on my street, I stopped and started to think that maybe this was not such a
good idea. I scolded me for wanting to turn back, and hesitantly stepped inside to explore.
The house's walls showed black decay by neglect. Splotches of original paint hinted at the
house former prosperity. I thought it would be a beautiful building when you look at the
colours of the flaking paint in high resolution photographs. Cobwebs covered the corners of
the doors, tiny black spiders threading towards their prey. Faintly came the frolicsome
laughter of the children from upstairs. I got so scared that my heart missed a beat. I walked
into the hallway and there were many rooms there. Just as I stepped onto the sagging front
porch, the doors of the rooms creaked open and slam shut! Suddenly, I felt that the puff of
breath on my left earlobe and a phantom hand on my left shoulder. I shrieked in fear and
shoved my fist into my mouth, I flinched. What can I do was praying to God.
“Help! Help!” There was a loud crash followed by a girl screaming. I thought
someone fell through the floor and it was not my phonism. I had learnt some basic first-aid
skills before also had a first-aid training and I could help her.
I went throughout the second floor, occasionally shouting to the woman that I were
going to help her and to stay calm. Silence. I kicked down a few old rotten wooden doors,
pulled back old bed curtains, checked every nook and cranny, then came to a huge hole in
the ceiling. I assumed it was the acoustics of the building that made the girl constantly seem
like she was right around the corner from us and that the sound was traveling from the third
floor down through the hole and echoing through the halls.
 I went upstairs carefully because some weird sound came from wooden stairs as if it
would collapse at any moment. I searched all the rooms until I came to one door that was
closed. After trying to nudge it open, it appeared jammed and the woman sounded as if she
was right behind it so remembering my training, I decided it was time to break the door
down. I yelled through the door to the woman and told her to try her best to move away
from the door if she was anywhere near it, because I were going to knock it down. Several
kicks still would not open the door, so I decided to get a bit of a running start and ram it
down together. After getting my running start, I threw my weight into the door which to my
surprise, broke out of the frame like a twig. Appeared a young girl and she looked miserable.
She stumbled and gave her ankle a painful wrench. At once, I carried her on my back and
slowly went downstairs.
We got out of the haunted house safe. There was a doubt niggled me that her
presence at the mansion. Seemed to read my mind, she explained to me. In fact, she got lost
with her friends and could not find the way back home. Luckily, we met her family who
looked everywhere for her daughter anxiously. The mother hugged me tightly and thanked
me with her watery eyes. There was a question came into my mind, “would my mother look
everywhere for me if she could not find me in home?” Using Grab car app, I went home.
Overall, I felt thrilled for my experience. However, it is very dangerous for a teen as
we will face unforeseen problems during the journey as we are still too young and have to
depend on our parents. It was a real eye-opener for me. Moreover, this experience have
boosted my self-courage. I absolutely look forward to my next journey.
 Describe the first time you went on a camping trip. You should write about
the activities at the camp and explain how you felt about the experience.

Have you been on any camping trips? Dalai lama once said, “once a year, we should
go someplace we have never been before.” It is because travelling can open our mind to
new. I will share an unforgettable camping trip.

During the school holidays when I was thirteenth, I participate in a 3-days-2 nights
camp organised by St John Ambulance Malaysia of my school. I was so ecstatic before the
trip as it was the first camping trip I had ever taken part in.

Early in the morning of the first day, all of us gathered in the school canteen. There
was 100 campers and 20 teachers who took part in this trip. Three school buses took us to a
place, or rather a roadside, that was near to the campsite. It was about an hour’s ride away.
Upon arrival at our destination, we alighted from the bus and hiked through the forest to
the campsite which was about 300 metres away.

As we were walking, I felt the difference between the atmosphere in the countryside
and the urban area. The air in the countryside was much fresher and cooler. A gentle breeze
blew against my face and it was so refreshing. The peace and quiet of the forest was broken
only by the twittering of birds and our footsteps. Everything was so calm and peaceful. It
was a wonderful feeling being so close to nature. The campsite was a clearing in the forest.
There was a clear stream nearby and its rippling was audible.

On the site, we were divided into 10 patrols. Our first task was to set up camp. Our
patrol leaders taught us how to pitch the tents. As we were cooperative, all the tents were
soon put up. After that, we prepared lunch. Members of each patrol were supposed to
make their own meals. So my fellow patrol members and I helped to cut firewood, fetch
water from the stream, make a fire with a bow drill and cook a meal. The food was not well
prepared as all of us did not have an experience to cook. The rice was overcooked and the
vegetables were too soggy. The tuna, which was taken straight from the cans, was
appetising though. Nevertheless, we finished all the food as each one of us was as hungry as
a wolf.

In the afternoon, we learnt knot-tying - a skill that helps us promote our discipline
and focus. Besides that, it is also applicable to first aid, fishing, survival, woodwork as well as
to make useful camp tools.

That evening after dinner, we were free to mingle with one another. We had a good
time chatting and playing games. We also slept soundly that night as we were exhausted
from the activities all day long.

On the second day, we had eggs and bread for breakfast. Then, we put on our
uniforms. After our scoutmasters’ inspections, we proceeded to our next activity - a visit to
an Iban longhouse. We had to hike for around 2 hours before reaching the traditional
longhouse, where we were warmly welcomed by the longhouse chief and its occupants.
After presenting them with our gifts, one of their elders who was fluent in English gave us a
guided tour of the longhouse before lunch was served. After savouring the delicious
traditional delicacies, we were presented with a performance of the local dance and music.
We were also invited to join in. We had a lot of fun doing the ‘ngajat’ dance. Pretty much of
our second day was spent on the longhouse tour and we were back to our camp before
nightfall. After dinner, we gathered around a campfire. Each patrol had to present either a
sketch or a song. Some of the sketches were really hilarious and we laughed till our stomach
hurt.

On the last day of the camp, all of us participated in a cross-country race, in which
we had to follow a trail of small bits of white paper across fields, forests and hills. Despite
the fact that I accidentally stepped on muddy soil and had half of my right leg covered in
mud, I managed to complete the race as one of the top 10 runners-up. A brief award
presentation ceremony was held after the race and I was awarded a medal. Following the
ceremony was a session in which we had to memorise each of our fellow scouts’ names,
failing which press-up punishments were imposed. Of all the 100 or so campers, only 3
managed to accomplish the task. I was proud to be one of the 3 as I had worked really hard
in order to avoid being punished.

That night, we had a campfire. A fire crackled in the corner of the campsite,
projecting long shadows on the surrounding area. The light cast by the flames danced across
the dark trunks of the trees, twisting and curling in obscure shapes and providing a small
radius of light. The fire itself was pulsating, the glowing embers seemed to move in rhythm
with the flames, matching every dip and sweep. It was mesmerizing to watch, colours of
orange and red gave way to yellow and white near the centre, where the emanating heat
was the greatest. Some of us played guitar and sang around the campfire while others had a
storytelling activity. All the weird and colossal ghost stories were so terrible and so
interesting.

The next morning all of us prepared to go home. We broke camp and cleaned up the
site. Scouts from the other troop would have to part with those from ours. During the camp
period, strong bonds of friendship had developed between us. Thus, a little bit of sadness
was inevitable before we parted. As we valued our friendship, we exchanged contact details
and promised to keep in touch with one another.

Overall, I felt extremely grateful and pleased to have taken part in the camp. It was a
real eye-opener for me. I had acquired new skills and increased my knowledge. I made quite
a lot of new friends as well and some of them were among my best. Moreover, the
experience had also boosted my self-confidence and sense of satisfaction. I definitely look
forward to attending such beneficial camp again.
HORROR STORY (SAD ENDING)
My friend, Leo and I walked alone down a desolate street. The rain had been falling
steadily for a few hours and now it was getting worse. We were soaked to the skin and
needed to get out of the rain. We were heading to the road lit by streetlamps when we
passed an old woman who was unsteady on her feet, clutching clumsily at her walking-stick.
When she stopped to catch her breath, she told us that there was a deserted house which
was only a short distance away. We were a bit relieved by this and hoped that we could
seek shelter from the rain there. After thanking her, we hurried to find the house. As
expected, we saw an old three-storey building. “Thank heavens!” I said out aloud. But at
second glance, my relief was chilled by the look of the place. It was dark. Only a lone
streetlamp cast a dim, yellow light on the sad features of the house. It looked as if no one
had lived here for many years. The windows were broken. An old, ripped curtain was hung
from a third-storey window. The front yard was tangled with overgrown weeds and vines. A
pathway lined with broken stones led to the old house. We looked at each other and
decided to go inside.
As I opened the door to the creepy old haunted house, I stopped and started to think
that maybe this was not such a good idea. Leo scolded me for wanting to turn back, and
hesitantly I stepped inside to explore. The walls of the house showed some exposed bricks
decayed by neglect. Splotches of original paint hinted at the house former prosperity. I
thought it would be a beautiful building if you looked at the colours of the flaking paint in
high resolution photographs Cobwebs covered the corners of the doors and tiny black
spiders threaded surreptitiously towards their prey. Faintly came the frolicsome laughter of
the children from upstairs. I got so scared that my heart missed a beat but Leo acted as if
nothing had happened. The whole time I kept saying "This does not make sense" and I
assumed I had an auditory hallucination. But I did not believe it. Staying close behind him to
avoid getting lost, I clung to his soaking wet clothes. We walked into the hallway and there
were many rooms there. Just as we stepped into the sagging front porch, the doors of the
rooms creaked open and slammed shut! Suddenly, I felt a chilly puff of breath on my left
earlobe and a phantom hand on my left shoulder. I shrieked in fear and shoved my fist into
my mouth. I stood there frozen. What could I do except pray to God?
“Help! Help!” I had heard a loud crash followed by a girl screaming. I thought
someone had fallen through the floor and it was not my phonism. I asked Leo to help that
girl with me but he was still wearing his poker face. I had learnt some basic first-aid skills
before and had undergone first-aid training. I could help the girl, whose fate was the same
with Leo’s and mine. I went throughout the second floor, occasionally shouting to the girl
that I was going to help. Silence. I kicked down a few old rotten wooden doors, pulled back
an old bed, some curtains, checked every nook and cranny, then came to a huge hole in the
ceiling. I assumed it was the acoustics of the building that made the girl constantly seem like
she was right around the corner from us and that the sound was traveling from the third
floor down through the hole and echoing through the halls.
I went upstairs carefully because some weird sound came from the wooden staircase
as if it would collapse at any moment. I searched all the rooms until I came to one door that
was closed. After trying to nudge it open, it appeared jammed and the girl sounded as if she
was right behind it so remembering my training, I decided it was time to break the door
down. I yelled through the door to the girl and told her to try her best to move away from
the door if she was anywhere near it because I was going to knock it down. Several kicks
later, the door still would not open, so I decided to get a bit of a running start and ram it
down altogether. After getting my running start, I threw my weight into the door which to
my surprise, broke out of the frame like a twig. As I hit the door, my friend yelled "WAIT!"
and tried to grab onto the collar of my shirt. Just as he did this, the door flew out several
feet and fell three storeys to the ground floor with a loud bang. Only I knew that there was
no girl, no more shouting. The only thing behind the door was the collapsed wing of the
building.
On the second day, every newspaper published the mind-boggling news with the
headline ‘Two Teens Broke into a Murder House. One Went Missing Mysteriously and The
Other Went Mad’. In fact, the old woman was the hostess of the house and her
granddaughter jumped to her death. Now, I knew the girl and I would be together with
them in the house. With the others, we were waiting for the next new friend.
Imagine you went to a big sports event. Describe what you saw, what happened and how you felt on that
day.

Do you like to watch a football game? 6 out of 10 adolescents prefer to watch a football
game through television rather than watching at the stadium due to the unreasonable price of
tickets sold. Some people claim that watching a football game helps to cope with stress as
adrenaline hormone would be excreted when someone is exuberant. It is undeniable that watching
a football game could bring us advantages. Little did the youngsters know that if they really watch a
football game in a stadium, they will gain unforgettable experience from the big sports event. Thus, I
would like to share my experience attending on a big football event.

Sports always attract me since my childhood and I always try to participate in the events
available within my range. Last Saturday, my primary school had organized a national football game
which is participated by lots of football teams from every state and this definitely a surprise for me
as never had I watched a complete football game in my life. Nonetheless, I could not afford the
ticket due to the financial problem. Without anticipation, I was soon requested by our district St.
John Ambulance Malaysia to carry out a duty in the national football game. This sudden joy made
me to punch the air in delight and shout aloud “Hurray!” I just could not believe I was that fortunate
one to attend the football game as a first-aider without having to pay for ticket.

Early I arrived at the school field to have some preparations. Though it is still early in the
morning, there is a lot of football players warming up beside the field to avoid from getting injured
during the game. The atmosphere there was bustling with noise and excitement of the fans as well.
The football game started punctually at 9.00a.m. sharp. Nervousness appeared on some fans’ faces,
worrying that their favourite team could not have satisfactory performance to advance to the next
round. Intensely all the players playing the football on the middle of the field and everyone there
was hoping that their favourite team could successfully score for the goal. After about 30 minutes,
the Tiger managed to be the first team to score; shouts of ecstasy could be heard and there was also
a thunderous applause given by all the spectators.

It was a bit boring too as there were too much teams registering for this football
tournament; therefore, the game was repeated and repeated for a few times. Out of the blue, an
ear-piercing screaming woke me up from sleeping mode. Devastated, there was a player lying in the
middle of the field. Prompt action was taken immediately, my teammates and I carried a stretcher,
running towards the player, starting to control the crowd so that the situation could be handled well
and no one will get injured again. Although it was not my first time to give treatment to the injured, I
was still having butterflies in my stomach when looking at the injured player. Contusion appeared on
his forehead and blood was flowing out from his lower arm continuously. As a professional first-
aider, I suspected that the player accidentally got laceration on his left lower arm and his head was
knocked when falling down in the game. Without hesitation, I became unperturbed, starting to
bandaging his wound and giving him Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation (RICE) treatment to
reduce the contusion on his head. After resting for a while, the player restored and he was advised
to stay beside the field to prevent further injury.

Same things went through as the spectators kept clapping and shouting when the game was
intense. Final round eventually came after the only two team were selected to advance to the final
round. Emotionally the spectators shouted loudly for the team that they supported. Being influenced
by the spectators’ emotions, I was elated too when seeing my favourite team was in the lead. Never
had I felt so excited as watching a football game until the end was genuinely exhilarating. My arms
crossed and I started to take deep breath when the game was drawing to a close, hoping that my
favourite team could win the game. With my mouth wide opened and smiling from ear to ear, my
favourite team and the players strived and they managed to obtain the trophy of champion.
Meanwhile, when I threw a glance at the injured player, I just realized that he was also the champion
team members as he hugged tightly with his teammates and jumped up and down. Some spectators
were over the moon but some were agonized as their favourite team was defeated. After the closing
ceremony and clean-up activity, all of the players, spectators and the people in charge of this
tournament went home respectively.

As a saying goes, no pain no gain. Again, I understood the meaning of this proverb through
watching the tournament because the players needed lots of practices to become successful in the
football game. The injured player has inspired me as well that we should not give up when facing any
adversity because there are always people who give us support when we are down. Unequivocally, I
felt overjoyed on that day as I eventually managed to grab the chance to watch a football game.

Describe the first time you went on a camping trip. You should write about the activities at the camp and
explain how you felt about the experience.

Have you been experienced any camping trip? More than 40 percent of adolescents today
do not like to go camping because they are petrified of unforeseen problems during the camping
trip. Nevertheless, they forget that camping can help them to be more independent and self-
assured. Camping teaches people to deal with the predicament with intelligence. Little did they
know that f they go outside camping, there is a lot the trip has to offer to them. I love camping and I
have learnt a lot from my experience. Hence, I would like to share my first experience going to a
camping trip.

During the school holidays last year, I had an opportunity to participate in a 3-day camp
organized by the St. John Ambulance Malaysia of my school. As it was the first time I had ever taken
part in it, I was absolutely exuberant about it before the trip. Apart from the first-aiders from my
school, first-aiders from Segamat were also invited to attend to the camping trip. There were about
100 campers altogether, of which approximately half were from our school, 5 district officers were
involved in the camping trip as well.

Early in the morning of the first day, all of us gathered in front of our school. Three school
buses took us to a place, or rather a roadside, where was near to the campsite. It was about an
hour’s ride away. Upon arrival at our destination, we alighted from the bus and hiked through the
forest to the campsite which was about 300 meters away. As we were walking, I felt the difference
between the atmosphere in the countryside and the urban area. The air in the countryside was
fresher and cooler. A gentle breeze blew against my face and it was definitely soothing and
refreshing. Apart from our footsteps, all I could hear were the rustling of leaves and birds singing.
Everything was so calm and peaceful. It was a wonderful feeling being so close to nature and looking
at the picturesque scenery. The campsite was a clearing in the forest; the rippling of a clear stream
nearby was audible.

On the site, we were divided into 10 groups. Our first task was to set up camp. Our group
leaders taught us how to pitch the tents. As we were cooperative, all the tents were soon put up.
After that, we started to prepare for our lunch. All of us were supposed to make our own meals.
hence, my fellow group members and I helped to cut firewood, fetch water from the stream, make a
fire with a bow drill and cook a meal. Undoubtedly, the food was not well prepared - the rice was
overcooked and the vegetables were too soggy. The tuna, which was taken directly from the cans,
was appetizing though. Nevertheless, we finished all the food as each of us was as hungry as a wolf.

In the afternoon, we learnt knot-tying, which is a skill that helps us promote our discipline
and focus. Moreover, it is also applicable to first aid, survival, woodwork as well as to make useful
camp tools. After having dinner, we were free to mingle with one another and have a good time
chatting and playing games. After participating in a guessing game, we slept soundly that night as we
were exhausted due to the activities on the entire day.

On the second day, we had eggs and bread for breakfast. After our district officers’
inspections, we proceeded to our next activity - a visit to an Iban longhouse. After hiking for around
2 hours, eventually we reached the traditional longhouse, where we were passionately welcomed by
the longhouse chief and its occupants. Then, one of their elders who was fluent in English gave us a
guided tour of the longhouse before lunch was served. After savouring the delicious traditional
delicacies, we were presented with a performance of the local dance and music. We were also
invited to join them. Pretty much of our second day was spent on the longhouse tour and we were
back to our camp before nightfall. After dinner, we gathered around a campfire. Each group had to
present either a dance or a song. Some of the dances were staunchly hilarious and we laughed till
our stomach hurt. Shouts of laughter could be clearly heard in this silent camping site.

On the last day of the camp, all of us participated in a cross-country race, which we had to
follow a trail of small bits of white paper across fields, forests and hills. Despite the fact that I
accidentally stepped on muddy soil and had half of my right leg covered in mud, I managed to
complete the race as one of the top 10 runners-up. A brief award presentation ceremony was held
after the race and I was awarded a medal. Following the ceremony was a session that we had to
memorize each of our fellow first-aiders’ names, failing which press-up punishments were imposed.
Among all the 100 or so campers, only 3 managed to accomplish the task. I was proud to be one of
the 3 as I had worked really hard in order to avoid being punished. The next morning all of us
prepared to go home. Carefully, we broke camp and cleaned up the site. During the camp period,
strong bonds of friendship had developed between us. Thus, a little bit of sadness was inevitable
before we parted. As we valued our friendship, we exchanged contact details and promised to keep
in touch with one another.

Overall, I felt extremely grateful and pleased to have taken part in the camp. It was a real
eye-opener for me. I had acquired new skills and increased my knowledge. I made quite a lot of new
friends as well and some of them were among my best. Moreover, the experience had also boosted
my self-confidence and sense of satisfaction. I definitely look forward to attending such beneficial
camp again.