Journal - DEWA ATHENA Opening Ceremony

Sashiburi! It’s Japanese of long time no see. Well, it is actually not quite a long time, and don’t mind me, I’m learning Japanese and its characters right now, which, you know, a little confusing. And the most of it is the kanji characters, that are even more incomprehendable than the hiragana or katakana characters.

Enough about my life. Now, In this post, what I’m about to tell you is my view of my school’s senior-junior championship known as DEWA ATHENA. Literally means ‘God Athena’, which you might find it confusing because, of course, some of you aware that Athena is a goddess. It’s a championship where the eleventh grade students compete against the tenth grade for sport. There are many kinds of sport, and I don’t really remember every sport, but I believe it includes relay race, basketball, football, badminton, tug-of-war, and, maybe so on.

So, the question that might pop in your head is whether I joined the championship, and the answer is no. I don’t really believe my body could be that athletic to join a sport championship. Although we did or didn’t join it, my teacher asked everyone in class to report the opening ceremony in the blog.

As you can expect very well, especially those of you who are Indonesians, although we were promised to start the opening ceremony at 7.30 a.m., I’d dare to wager (as I didn’t really remember the time) that it finally started at 8 a.m. It was a simple ceremony, but I was suprised when the principal himself, Mr. Encang came all the way there. I was quite touched by that. Of course, in the beginning, some words were given by the head of the event committee and, of course the headmaster himself. Then, after the symbolic opening of litting a big torch (just like what they do at Olympics), they finally start the games. The first game I saw was a match among the women football club. Since some of the players were my classmates, me and my other classmates cheered for them (not the ‘elaborate’ way).

After that, there was another football match. The men from two classes are giving their best shots. Unfortunately, I didn’t become overwhelmingly energized to see other matches that are not our own, and I also didn’t want to wait to 2.55 p.m. to see my class’ relay race, knowing I had much better things to do. So, after a half of the second game of the day, I was off to visit my classmate’s house near to school to have some fun and finally went home.