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The camp felt like home

I couldn’t suppress my excitement as I entered the campus of the camp unfolding a picturesque view. 

In the rooms of the camp building, located snugly at the foot of the thickly wooded mountain filled with fresh air, I felt as if I were at home, as everything from bedroom to bathroom was comfortable, neat and arranged well for the convenience of our life.

It is the first time I left home, but I am very glad to do camping with my class at such a wonderful camp. 

O Sol Gyong, third-year student of junior class at Kinjae Senior Middle School in Sosong District, Pyongyang

Oh, my dear Pyongyang!’

When the climbing of Mt Ryongak, 293 metres above sea level, began, the teacher advised me to give up climbing halfway, saying that it was too hot and I would be unable to endure it.

But I, together with my classmates, went up the steep mountain paths, crossed the steep and slippery rocky tableland and scaled Tae Peak of Mt Ryongak by myself.

Looking down at the cosy camp and the capital city of Pyongyang, I was so excited and shouted, “Pyongyang! Oh, my dear Pyongyang!”

The climbing was a good occasion for me to strengthen my will and mind.

Jon Jin Ryong, third-year student of junior class at Pyongyang Foreign Languages School under Pyongyang University of Foreign Studies

Impressive cooking outdoors

Today I climbed the mountain with my class and cooked rice outdoors. 

As I always had meals prepared by my mother, cooking rice by myself made me worried a little and at the same time piqued by curiosity.

Recollecting carefully what I had learnt at school, I first placed three large stones to put a dixie on it and adjusted fire with the help of my teacher not to burn rice. 

The rice cooked with firewood by myself was so tasty.

I had my photo taken with my classmates to remember the day. 

Kim Pong Rok, third-year student of junior class at East Pyongyang Middle School No. 1