Recently, the Ibest rangers had organized the short story about dengue competition.
There were a lot of students took part in this grand competition because the present is very exclusive for a student. At about 150 students took part in this competition and we just want only a lucky winner.
And the winner goes to...*drum roll*........ Nabihah binti Zaid, form 4 student.
Please enjoy reading her short story :)
When I sliced my toe on a rusty grate during last year’s Lunar New Year fireworks, I refused to check on what had happened, opting instead to breathe through the burning and the pain, choosing pyrotechnics over inspecting the damage. After the light show ended, I stumbled down to my friend’s apartment to examine the injury. The grate had pierced my toenail and then cut diagonally across the side of my toe, necessitating a tetanus shot and much limping, but thankfully no stitches.
My Vietnamese friends were aghast. The local beliefs surrounding Tet, Vietnam’s Lunar New Year, include the fact that what happens around midnight on Tet eve predicts and dictates the tone and spirit of your coming year. This is why, as I noted in my long roundup from last Lunar New Year, the person who crosses the threshold into a person’s house at midnight must be compatible with the new year’s astrological sign.
My Vietnamese friends urged me to take care during this Year of the Snake and they predicted that it would be fraught with health issues. After all, it started badly, with an inauspicious blow to my general health (and my toe). Business-wise it could be a success, they insisted, but in terms of personal wellness they were worried.
I laughed it off. It wasn’t out out of condescension that I dismissed their claims — after all, they are similar to my dad’s belief that the shape of our Christmas tree forecasts the mood for the coming year — but because I’m no stranger to foot injuries. When I climbed Agung and Rinjani in Indonesia in 2009, I lost several toenails and much of the skin off the back of my heel. Plus, I’m also fairly clumsy. I’ve been known to walk into walls when not looking, to trip over sidewalks, to have an alarming amount of near-misses over the course of my life.
But my friends were unrelenting. This injury was different. This was a harbinger of a trend for the coming lunar year. I would, they asserted, anxiously await the day that the Year of the Snake was over.
They were right.
To all the participants, don't worry if you lose in this contest because we will hold more contests about dengue. Stay support the Ibest rangers!
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| Congratulation Nabihah!! |
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