A Marcher's Story

29.4.09
The day of historically significant moment.
One of the marcher's story.

"It started in a clear hue day in the marching land of PUSADA, Port Dickson.
Three categories took place at here, while school scouts in NGO category.
Uniform dressing awed the guest and spectators and wowed even more with the consistent level of marching and the sequential formation of the marchers. All add up by the streaking heat of scorching sun above the marching base that tests human endurance at that point.

Days and weeks of practice that requires immense usage of physical energy and mental power had passed.
Mistakes and spoils had been carefully analyzed and corrected.
Now, this ground had turn into an arena of marching battle for platoons that managed to past the zone level.

For sure, behind every excellence performance was with the aid of a group of people."

Quarter Master (QM) had helped a lot in the preparation of the platoon's uniform dress.



With full confidence and spirit, they marched into the arena, presenting their display of skills.
Judgment was strict enough to be passed.



After the closing ceremony. The result?


Don't mind my weird look. Ha2