First camp as a volunteer
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Last published Sun, Sep 25, 2016
In 2013-2014, I went on exchange to Finland with an organisation named AFS Intercultural Programs. When I came back to Belgium, I became a volunteer for them. Here's a piece I wrote after the first camp I participated in as a volunteer
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To whom this may concern, My adventures are innumerable, but I have decided to keep record of my most daring one. The grandest, most spontaneous adventure of my life. I cwould not be who I am today if it was not for this grand adventure. I would still be feble Bärchen, not this daring, dashing, Alpas Z. Ludic. So, tread with caution, the road to greatness is only worn in at the beginnig. To lure you in. The rest of it you must be ready to carve yourself. May the adventures of a poet be yours, Alpas Z. LudicComplete
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I pull my canteen out and take a swig of my hot cider letting it warm my body, but got interrupted by my sister shouting at me over the wind. "Can you take a picture of me? I have to post it to my followers when we get back down the mountain!" I roll my eyes and turn towards her, I don't even have to say anything to her, because she knows i'll always take photos for her as annoying as she may be. I peel off my mittens and feel the harsh wind eat away at my bare fingers. I stuff them in my bag, before I grab her phone and start backing up to get a better angle of her. She stands by the edge of the cliff and poses. I snap a few photos then flip the camera to take a few selfies with her in the background, even with her words of protest. I walk up to her at the edge, feeling the snow crunch under my boots, and hand her phone back. I then swing my rucksack around to the front of me, get on my knees and start to dig around for my mittens. I suddenly feel the ground shake under me. Before I could even stand up fully, the snow under my legs crumble before my eyes. Holy fuck. The snow is coming loose and is avalanching. I already feel my body fall backwards as the ground under me disappears. I look up at my sister whose face has morphed into shock. My body feels as light as a feather. This is the end for me I know it. I brace my self for deadly impact, but it never comes.. A bright light flashes as everything around me goes white. I wake up to be laying in soft snow with my rucksack on top of me. My head spun as I sat up. I look around and all I see are large trees. In fact, these trees look larger than any i've ever seen in my life, which includes the ones on Animal Planet. Where the hell am I? I look up at the sky and I see two suns? Did I get a concussion? No that can't be, i'm not seeing double with trees or my fingers. {Transmigration to Beast Continent successful} {System 002 has now been assigned to you}
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To whom this may concern, My adventures are innumerable, but I have decided to keep record of my most daring one. The grandest, most spontaneous adventure of my life. I cwould not be who I am today if it was not for this grand adventure. I would still be feble Bärchen, not this daring, dashing, Alpas Z. Ludic. So, tread with caution, the road to greatness is only worn in at the beginnig. To lure you in. The rest of it you must be ready to carve yourself. May the adventures of a poet be yours, Alpas Z. Ludic
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