1925 Award – Day Two

Wednesday 18th September

With the general outline of the 1925 Award settled, we were tasked this day with refining the exact details of the course through which we were to subject our Year 7s. That day, we focused on substituting our planned ‘nature walks’ with something more exciting. Our verdict? The Pit – a gruelling and challenging obstacle course which is guaranteed to nick the unfortunate fellow here and there. Some of us had gone through the Pit before, and made sure to testify concerning its enjoyability where it was due.

Daniel Neale and I were tasked with planning the ice-breaker and sports-related activities that would be used to introduce the Year 7s to the course. For that specific reason, Mr Colin Morris entrusted me with a somewhat large folder filled with activities of all kinds. Now, to attain the gravity of what ‘entrusted’ meant in this instance – I was sure I was going to be executed on the spot if the words “I have lost your folder” were to ever leave my mouth. However, the meeting went smoothly – yet another two hours of meticulous planning and discussion.


1925 Award – Day One

Wednesday 11th September

Today, the six of us in the 1925 Award Committee met for the first time, and consider – up to this point, that I had absolutely no idea what the 1925 Award was. The clue isn’t exactly in the name, and I have yet ascertain the reason as to why it has been named so, although the most prominent theory suggests that it stems from the birth date of Tanglin Trust School itself. Clambering into the room roughly an hour late due to a slight miscommunication of the schedule, it didn’t take long for me to absorb what the 1925 Award is as all about – simply put, a mini-NYAA for the Year 7 students to prepare them for the real thing when it arrives.

Gradually, the initial tensions gave way, and we started to talk – discussing the entirety of the 1925 Schedule from the first week with the Year 7s to the last. Interestingly enough, we had plenty of other students who had accidentally (supposedly, at least), stumbled into the meeting room without a clue as to where they actually had to go. As a result, up to half of our time, after getting the work done, was devoted to pure banter and useless talk – until the bell went and we were all liberated of our duties.