I was a fickle-minded child growing up. I changed my ambition every alternate day. It ranges from a scientist, a ballet dancer, an astronaut, a singer, a teacher, a fashion designer, a dermatologist, an air stewardess, a race car driver and of course, a spy. C’mon, I’m pretty sure all of us wanted to be a spy at one point in our lives when we were still screaming, annoying children. Come to think of it, some of you may have even stuck by your ambition and actually converted your make-beliefs into a career. *eyes you suspiciously*
As I was saying, my imagination was, and is, still pretty wild. Needless to say, my spy dreams will include saving the president from a four-legged, pink-haired, one-eyed villain and the quest will feature my sidekick and me riding our white unicorns through a haunted forest while battling demons that breathes fire. We will then reach said villain’s lair and the president will be saved once we go through a tunnel that is illuminated with deadly laser beams. Yeah, I have no idea how all these are even relevant to each other but I told you, wild.
Imagine my delight when ROJAK was invited to a SPY Training Boot Camp at Jump Street last Sunday courtesy of Cinema Online. It obviously did not involve villains, unicorns or even a president, but it certainly geared us up for some active physical training all in the name of being a kick-ass spy one day. We even got to train alongside finalists of the “SPY” contest by Cinema Online, iM4U volunteers and children from Ti-Ratana Welfare Society.
Upon registration, we were presented with a kick-ass spy kit which consisted of flushable medicated wipes, stool softener pills, and moisturizer which are actually plasters, Mentos and a bottle of hand sanitizer respectively. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, spare a weekend to watch the new movie “Spy” to know what I’m talking about.
The first kick-ass challenge we had to overcome was dodge ball. If you have been living in a cave all these years and don’t know what dodge ball is, it’s basically a game whereby someone throws balls at you and you dodge. Now, I am going to take a moment to claim my bragging rights and it’s no big deal but, I WON! Oh yeah, I was the last person standing. Or in this case, last person to not get hit with a ball. I wish I could act wise and tell you about my kick-ass winning strategy but really, all I did was stand in a corner while my fellow competitors ran around like they were on fire. I avoided being hit through this method because a) I managed to not draw attention to myself, and, b) I let the others take the fall. This is probably not a very fair method, but I WON, PEOPLE.
We then moved on to the Slam Dunk area which is, as its name describes, basketball on a trampoline. We were given 30 seconds each to shoot a ball into the hoop as many times as we can before our time runs out. It wasn’t very difficult and I fared okay. This was my favourite challenge because hello, it’s basketball on a trampoline. That was like 10 kinds of kick-ass fun. It’s literally a blessing in disguise for those who don’t play basketball. The hoop is too high? Jump higher! Unlike a boring, old concrete floor, the trampoline will actually lift you to greater heights this time.
The last part of our challenge took place in the Foam Pit. We were divided into 3 teams and one tribute had to jump inside and pass us cubes of foam to solve a puzzle in 3 minutes. The event ended with a prize presentation and although I did not win as an overall, I picked up some pretty beneficial and mandatory spy skills. I might even consider quitting my role as a ROJAK writer to realize all my kick-ass spy dreams. And I should probably stop using the word “kick-ass,” but that is what being a spy is all about, isn’t it? Kick-ass.