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Of an unforgettable experience let me tell you the fable
            Where we were greeted by stars
            As if grains of salt on a pitch black table
            Leaving behind the buildings and cars
            We entered a world of bliss
            A world where phones don’t control us
            Where the beauty of the sunrise we don’t miss
            The amicable sun peeking over the mountain
            Slowly rising up in hues                                                                                                                                                           The school's annual camp was filled with
            Painting oranges over the blues                                                                                                                                             anticipation and mixed expectations. After two
            Every moment we count in                                                                                                                                                 years of online school, we were finally returning to
                                                                                                                                                                                     the familiar campsite in Nanital. Despite the long
            Soon the cold breeze hit us                                                                                                                                               travel, we arrived and settled into our cabins. The
            And the clouds descended upon                                                                                                                                              two groups, Spartans and Blue Battalions, were
            But didn’t feel the need to make a fuss                                                                                                                                   given bands to represent their factions. Activities
            For into friendship we were drawn                                                                                                                                     like rappelling and Tyrolean traverse provided thrills,
            The cold only brought us closer together                                                                                                                                 though waiting times were extensive. The second
            Weaving memories we’ll never forget                                                                                                                                      day involved a challenging mountain trek, where
            For who notices the bitter weather                                                                                                                                      we admired the breathtaking landscape and took
            When all your friends sit watching the sunset                                                                                                                              group photos. The day ended with a lively disco
                                                                                                                                                                                    party. On the final day, we engaged in community
            Not only with our peers                                                                                                                                              service, painting walls and creating posters in a local
            But connecting with ourselves                                                                                                                                            village. The highlight was Guerilla Warfare, where
            Overcoming our worst fears                                                                                                                                                 factions competed in artillery, water bomb, and
            To test new waters it impels                                                                                                                                             kitchen challenges. Despite the Spartans' loss, we
                                                                                                                                                                                      celebrated with a campfire gathering. The camp
            Staring down from a hilltop                                                                                                                                            concluded with a sense of fulfillment and gratitude
            Shaking off the hesitation                                                                                                                                             for the memorable experiences shared with friends
            Then not wanting to stop                                                                                                                                                                                           and teachers.
            As we rappelled down with elation
            That feeling of pride                                                                                                                                                                           By Raunak Garhyan (MYP 3)
            After the task was done
            To know that we tried
            And the battle against our mind we won


            Building appreciation and fostering respect
            For ourselves and for nature
            As to the highest peak we trekked
            The magnificent view being the fruit of our labor


            The houses seeming minuscule
            Surrounding the lake at its slumber
            With awe we were imbued
            As Himalayan white replaced the umber
            These images are etched
            Into our minds for forever
            Since our limits we stretched
            This experience is nothing short of a treasure


            By Tanishkka Aggarwal (MYP 3B)


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