Boy Scouts of the Philippines-4th National Jamboree HAIL STORM

This day, it was Hiking. We were a Team of seven. The Leader was a tall Muslim scout from South Cotabato, I was the Compass Reader. We were heading home just before noon when the weather went south. Strange, I was walking in the rain and I felt the pain in my arms and neck. The droplets were the size of a corn seed. I later learned in my adulthood already that that was 'hail'. Then it got worse. Rain was so hard, and from a distance I saw a tiny nipa hut blown away by the wind. The campsite was already flooded by the time I got to our tent. It was all chaos. All you see are Scouts, in war footing, helping each other save their tent-home. Nothing could break The Boy Scout Spirit. We went on for two more days!