Our Year 7 and 8 learners had an incredible time on their residential trip to Koh Chang. They took many risks by embracing the challenges of the treetops course, the hike through the forest, the snorkelling adventure and by swimming in the waterfalls. They also learned more about themselves as they were given more independence and they made new friends. This was a memorable trip for all of us, and our learners have been reflecting on how much it helped them to develop their personal goals.
A Koh Chang Poem by Suni, Chhiv, Sothy and Bisruti
A new pink dawn
Greets thirty-nine sleepy travellers
Barely ready for a long journey north.
Takeaway lunch
Is eaten reluctantly in a petrol parking lot.
They arrive
Surveying their new surroundings through
Tired and disgruntled eyes.
A new day rises.
Looking around, taking in the view
They gazed in awe at trees which stretched into the blue.
Belts and buckles, keeping them safe
Swinging on ropes and vines at their own pace.
The long hike-
What seems like days and nights
Dragging into months.
However, they discover a grand prize
At the finish line.
The waterfall plunges into the dark pool
And we sigh in relief
Ready to dive into the water.
A new day comes and goes
And before you know it
They’re on the road
Off to see the mangroves.
Back at the beach
Their friends scramble around
Kings and Queens of their own little kingdoms
(By the way, why didn’t I win the
Sandcastle competition?)
When the blue turns to shades of red and vermillion,
The sky has its own way to tell us to go to dinner.
A new pink dawn
Greets thirty-nine sleepy travellers
Barely ready for a long journey north.
Takeaway lunch
Is eaten reluctantly in a petrol parking lot.
They arrive
Surveying their new surroundings through
Tired and disgruntled eyes.
A new day rises.
Looking around, taking in the view
They gazed in awe at trees which stretched into the blue.
Belts and buckles, keeping them safe
Swinging on ropes and vines at their own pace.
The long hike-
What seems like days and nights
Dragging into months.
However, they discover a grand prize
At the finish line.
The waterfall plunges into the dark pool
And we sigh in relief
Ready to dive into the water.
A new day comes and goes
And before you know it
They’re on the road
Off to see the mangroves.
Back at the beach
Their friends scramble around
Kings and Queens of their own little kingdoms
(By the way, why didn’t I win the
Sandcastle competition?)
When the blue turns to shades of red and vermillion,
The sky has its own way to tell us to go to dinner.