Been at Outdoor Ed

It's basically a camp that you go on with your grade level. We got a shnazzy looking lodge with a moose head above the fire place. Covering the floor was gray carpet, along with benches and chairs, and an old fashioned television in the corner that probably didn't work. Plus, a pool table-like thing where you played 'carpet ball' was against the right wall. On the second level were most of the dorm rooms. They assigned us with four or five people in each room. I got stuck with four other people, inclueding a special ed girl who annoys the crap out of EVERYONE. The boys were put in another building.

Day #1 Wednesday-afternoon

We unpack all our crap and load it into our rooms. Go over to our first activity after we're split into groups: Marsh Walk. We walk on a bridge through a marsh; most of the plants are cat tails. We went through an island that was surronded by the marsh; it was no more than an acere big. After that, we had dinner. It was pasta/beef and bread. Wahoo.

Day #2 Thursday

My shoulders are killing me this morning. I went canoeing, the teacher there soaked us. You suck, man. Went onto bug finding, then these trust building activities. We had to help each other over an eight foot wall, no pegs or anything to help with climbing. Not easy...really. Plus, we had to work through a 'spider web' made of rope. After all that, we did rock climbing. I am deadly afraid of heights, unless I am full secure. Ei: Airplane. The wall was about three stories tall, and I'm seriously impressed that I got to the top. Never again, will I do that.

Plus, we had a coke chugging contest. Was I in it? Hell No! I don't even like coke! Sure, I mean, maybe I'd have been in it if it were, I D.K, water?

Day #3 Friday

Did finally thing: Archery. I love it to pieces. Archery is one of the few things at camp that I am good at. My high score was 22 points with 3 arrows. If only I had a quiver...*ponders*

On the bus ride back to school, the boys bus broke down, so the girls bus had to go and pick them up. We all had to squezze in together, and even then, almost 15 boys couldn't fit. So they had to go on the lugadge bus. It was funny, because on the high way, when we were right next to each other, the people on the other bus were waving frantically. The girls I was squeezed next to, though, kept on talking about how the named a pillow they had 'dildow'. Those who don't know what that is, trust me, you don't want to...

~DWW13