Hemp Rope (English Translation)

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Hemp Rope

“Don’t miss this afternoon’s event, the boys falling into the water. It will take place at the Swimming Club, Khrap.”

 

“Anyone interested in economics faculty, go find all the stamps for delicious snacks in the basement, Kha.”

 

“If you want to gain management knowledge, pull the red string to find a senior friend* to guide you through exploring the administration building.”

 

“Phi Alex is waiting for you at the drama club! Please watch the ‘Soulmate’ Play at eleven o’clock, na Kha.”

The open house started with noise and busy activities. All the student promote and persuade the high school students who come to visit the university and clubs with any kind of discount, exchange of prizes, gifts and bonuses out loud.

It was no different with the Swimming Club. Right now, the locker room is full of club members, some of them changing their clothes and the other walking everywhere carrying their belongings. In the morning they have a swimming teaching activities while in the afternoon they have activity of throwing the boys into the water (The game name is throwing the boys into the water).

The Vice President of The Swimming Club becomes the person who is in charge of the activities because The President of The Club is stuck with the work of Management Faculty, that makes all the duty of taking care the club fall on him.

“All that remains is the row…” the youngman muttered as his fingers ran over the checklist of what to do in the busy schedule, when he look up from the graph, he saw a group of young people passing by “Hey, ABC gang, come here!”

The calling caused the other club member who was busy stopped their activities and laugh at the same time, because if the three first-year junior are lining up together their nicknames indirectly became english letters ABC.

The skinniest boy in the group named Ae yelled “Hey Phi! You called us like we are a gang from kindergaten.”

While the person who following him made a tired face “My name is Bumblebee, isn’t it?”

“Your nickname is too long.” Phawin sighed, this boy real name is actually only one syllable but his nickname consist of three syllable. The boy took the paper and passed it to the third person next to him.

The young man looked at the document in his hand with sad eyes, his lips murmured an argument “My name is “Be” like the ocean, not like the letter C.”

“But when I have to call the three of you at once, it turns out to be ABC anyway.” Phawin lifts the document pad and tap the boy head “Or should I call you Kasidit Thip Phanuphath instead?”