Just because?

They say that it will never come true.

Band camp was horrendous, and so tiring. 'Circuit training's and running up and down the school, sleeping on hard dusty floors and shivering through the cold night. It wasn't a very long camp, but it was still physically and mentally taxing and many of us could have dropped dead, and given up.

Oh, but at 0645 hours, 50 fatigue and aching half-asleep teenagers still fell-in before the flagpoles punctually. And enduring the nagging ache in our limps, we pushed ourselves through a series of physical activities. We ran, and pushed ourselves to what felt like somewhere close to our limits.

So, I started to wonder - how and why many of us, despite the sick feeling of cold sweat on our skins, went on with the trainings and endured it all the way? Was it just because it was instructions that were compulsory to follow? Or perhaps because it felt like a challenge - to prove ourselves able? Had I something to prove too?

Perhaps, perhaps.