No More Diving

Earlier today I went to the river with the College Parents' Association officers and some Student Council officers.

I was very saddened to see that a part of the river, at the bottom of a small waterfall, where we used to go swimming because of its depth was now wading height due to vast amounts of mud deposited from the highlands during the frequent storms.


Just makes me realize how the river is not static, but evolving, and that we should take every opportunity to visit it when we can, even when the way down is muddy and slippery, because it might not look the same way the next time.