Caleb Chess Checkmate

I watched my opponent carefully. Swinging the racket, he sent the shuttle cock flying into the evening sky. As I watched it's trajectory, I prepared myself to return the swing, backhand... I was playing a match of badminton with my friend Noah. My family was on an outing together with the other members of our Cell Group(CG). I had picked a large patch of grass near the Eco Pond to play badminton. Several others were playing Frisbee. I watched the orange disk cut through the air like a blade.  I swung my badminton racket once more, sending the shuttlecock soaring into the air, over our imaginary net. After several more minutes, exhaustion finally took over of us. After a quick break, Ian Kang, Noah and I decided to go on a duck 'hunt'. You might say it is cruelty to animals. Well, according to Ian Kang, we were simply sharpening the duck's instincts. Pretending to be the predator, we hurled sticks, and small fruit that we found on the grassy floor. Fortunately, there wer...

Come see the "Flying Cows in Action"! That, was the theme for our stall, and also the words on our banner written in a bold, striking font. Several other students from my class were in charge of mending the Milk Churn stall together with me. You may be wondering what this stall is about. Well, as its name suggests, there are large milk bottles. The objective of the game is to attempt to throw the ball into the bottles. Sounds easy, not as simple doing it. During the Swiss Carnival, the quadrangle was bustling with people. We(referring to the people mending the Milk Churn stall) were feeling stuffy. To add on to that, we were crammed up in a small area designated for us. There was canvas roof in case of a downpour. At the beginning, people just looked, and left. Subsequently though, more and more people queued up to try their luck at throwing the balls into the small hole in the milk bottles. If at first you don't succeed, try try again. That saying certainly helped us to ...