Well, friends...another season of OE is coming to a close and I find myself anticipating the last day of our very busy year (which just happens to be tomorrow). As I write, I am joined this evening by a bowl of vanilla ice cream and dark-chocolate chips, funny conversations with my roommate, and the tunes of today's top 40 hits. I'm inspired.
This week has been really odd, but funny at the same time. We've had lots of day groups in at camp which generally equals out to lots of high ropes activities, challenges, channel 3 radio conversation, and a whole bunch of pool time. Luckily, I'm certified in all the right ways to see that these things are carried out in a safe and enjoyable manner.
Last night was my last night to be at work for the year. I had the pleasure of joining the legend, Grandpa, and the newly retired, Courtney Wilson in leading some 4th graders in a "life-size version of Clue!!!" and the life-changing, not quite volleyball game, known as Nuke 'em. There are some unspoken rules within our OE department and one of those rules is that when running a night of Clue/Games, Grandpa runs Clue. Don't question this; it works. So that left Courtney and I to battle the sand courts and teach these students how Nuke 'em is played. We split the campers into groups (boys and girls) and we start off with the boys at games. Courtney and I are quite convincing as we explain the rules to this sacred game and off they go. Sand flies, sweat pours, and our authority as Nuke 'em connoisseurs is challenged. One boy in particular (we'll call him Bradley) confronts me after a certain call I made. I promptly point out to him that in the rule book, on page 2, that he can find said rule documented. He's not convinced and then proceeds to tell the rest of the team, that I am a part of, to "GET HER OUT! SHE IS A BURDEN!!!!" Oh man, I am laughing even now. 4th graders are hilarious.
My day today consisted of facilitating some type of flag football game??? I still don't get it all. However, it was fun. Lots of sun that contributed to my uneven tan lines. My arms appear to have a gradual increase in tan, thus creating a series of lines from my hands to my shoulders. Fabulous.
Tomorrow is technically the last day of the season and I plan on celebrating. That's right. I'm going swimming and you're invited. We even have a trapeze.
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3 comments:
I was just thinking... maybe what Bradley meant is that your hair was a burden... it's possible that it could have obstructed some of the other players view...
your comment makes a lot of sense. i think it kinda summarizes what i said in my May 18 post...
thanks for your insight!
nice new fancy header...very shabby chic of you. and whoever's idea it was to put those hydrangeas in that old drawer is absolutely brilliant.
love and hugs.... oh, and kisses, but not on your lips because that would just be awkward. but not as awkward as this post...
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