Back then highschool, we usually have a camp aims to a holistic development of the students. A four day event full of physical, mental and emotional challenges that I really enjoyed. The most memorable camp was held at Gethsemane Prayer Mountain , Montalban Rizal. As we arrived to our campsite, I can feel the solemness and peacefulnessof that place. As I walk around the site , I saw different kinds of trees that we often see from the cities. I also saw a chapel though I am not a Catholic, I still went inside of it. There were lots of antiques statues and patrons. When I touched it, the woods are still smooth and glossy. I tried to play the old piano. As I begun to press the bars, I was so amazed because it can still produce a great sound. After the chapel, I went inside the prayer cell, that place so quiet I can only hear the chirping of the birds and the blow of the winds. I personally reflected to about my relationship to God.
Lunch time, the staff prepared foods for us, it so delicious and the deserts made me happy. At night, the smell of the flowers and the coldness of the breeze made us stay outside our rooms. That is the first time I had smell the fragrance of different kinds of flowers that are blown by the winds.

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