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"The World's Largest Tipping Bucket" by Alex Misra

 It was our last outing as a class. The final, and fourth one. Compared to the previous ones, this one was probably the best. We had gone to a waterpark before, but ESCAPE is the better one out of the two.

Getting there was less of a hassle that I imagined it to be, since the drive was around 10km from Dalat. Once I arrived, I gathered with the rest of the class, and entered the water park. A few things changed however from the last time I was there. Firstly, face identification technology had been established at the entry/exit gates. This was a great surprise for me, since Penang is usually quite ancient in its technology, compared to the bigger cities in South East Asia. Using the Face identification scanners proved to be a great help, since they just scanned your face and let you through.

Secondly, the waterpark contains freely rideable scooters now. They go quite fast, reaching around 25km top speed when you have fast mode enabled. This makes traversing the park ever so much easier. Now using the scooters, me and friends made our way around the waterpark. 

After having spent the day jumping from diving boards, diving into the depths of a salt water pool, and riding various slides, we made our way to a large bucket. This was no ordinary bucket however. This bucket was THE largest TIPPING bucket in the world, at around 28,000L of water. It was filling up steadily throughout the day, and finally amassed to a sufficient volume to tip the bucket at around 3pm. 

Before this happened however, my friends and I were skeptical about how large of a tipping this would really be. Therefore, Matthias Seevaratnam (12) and I decided to stay standing up, while everyone else was sitting down, and holding on to a rope. We thought that we were fine, but then a couple minutes before the bucket was released, we were told to sit down. 

We sat down and waited the last couple of moments before the water came down on us. When it did, it came roaring down as fast and crazy as ever. The amount of water released from the tipping bucket was no joke. The weight of a blue whale, released in mere seconds, directly on to us. 

I could hear Jiaren Lyu (12) scream, but before I could look back, I got ready to receive the water. The feeling I experienced was similar to being swept under a tidal wave. Depending on the severity of the tidal wave, this tipping bucket could have been everything but a small one. The amount of water, and its force, caught me in complete surprise, and separated me from the rope I was holding. I flew a couple of feet back. I could not believe what had just happened. 

I quickly thought to myself that if I were still standing, and this water hit me at the volume and briskness it did, I would be out cold from the impact my head would have with the stone floor of the rather shallow pool. 

What a day. 

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