Red Cross Nordic UWC

TOK

I remember the TOK boattrip where I got to talk with many people for the first time, I got to say some “things” to John L., and I experienced the scout spirit that I missed from home. I remember sleeping outside beside the the fireplace, I remember all the food falling out of the pot, to end on the ground. I remember that we only caught one little tiny fish, and that I smoked it.

posted by ...The eyes of the world @ 6:43 AM