The hunch-backed auntie was lowering the school and national flag, when all of a sudden, the rope (or wire as she called it) came loose and dropped down. And laying on the floor was the white rope used for tying the flag. The auntie was frantically and anxiously asking us to find a cher or our cher in charge, and so when she saw Mr Alex Chua, she shouted: "Alex! Alex! Help!" and then Mr Chua as always, lending a helping hand, shouted: " J1 guys, those who had cleared ur 2 sets, follow me!"...he was damn shuai sia...haha...then with all their effort and around 10 mins together with the help of more than 10 fit canoeists *puke*, the flag pole was saved! but guess wat...it created "history"...haha refer below please...
Iwo Jima (Flag Of Our Fathers)
TPJC Stadium [Flag(pole) Of Our Fathers (Canoeists?!?)]
haha damn cute sia...the rest of the day was boring...except for an incident which had just created a change in my life (:
I'd give it all, I'd give for us...
