A note to parents who read this blog (it's possible): Your kids and torrential downpours, don't, I repeat, don't mix!
So a wonderful day at camp today: wake up, its drizzling...ok, I can handle that no problem. No sooner than I climb up the steps to the bus and those doors shut behind me signaling the start to my new found hell, do the skies open and yield a steady stream of soaky goodness (working on the aliteration, they don't just accept anyone to teacher's college these days, do they?? DON'T ANSWER THAT!)
-SIDE NOTE - ROGERS WIRELESS CUSTOMER SERVICE HOLD MUZAK HAS TAKEN ITS PENULTIMATE TURN FOR THE WORSE!!
Anyhoo, so we get to camp and its raining...so we're huddled off into the Arts n' Farts, er, Crafts tent - soon it smelled like farts (and no, it wasn't me, honest!) - so now we're stuck in this 30x50ish sized tent that's bolted into the ground (important info for later). All our specialty activities have either been cancelled or are being delivered directly to us, so that we don't have to move.
LUNCH TIME...yum. While we're eating hot mac n' sauce (it wasn't cheese) Mother Nature and G-d Almighty take the weather into overdrive...we're still in these shite tents, stuffy, and the kids doing what they do best (deafening lil' suckers) - when the longest, loudest, boomiest crack of thunder ever heard by human ears lets loose - and wouldn't you know it, so too cometh the wind, the rain and the pain!
The tent's walls are wailing in the wind - and who's job is it to secure them b/c the other 16 yr. old staff are shitting their pants too much to worry about their kids?? Uhuh, so here I am doing my best Giligan impression, girls and boys alike are crying, surely a tornado is imminent...and what's the plan, you ask??? Why, let's somehow get these guys onto waiting buses and take them down to Newtonbrook Bowlerama for some hectic bowling action! WOOHOO!
By the way, I'm amazed at the strength of my cabin - these lil' guys (9-11 yrs old) are lifting the size 14, 15, 16 pound bowling balls like they were made of paper - but man when they let 'er rip..I think we broke the floors and the gutters!!
So, after nearly losing 4 kids and 7 of them almost breaking their toes (or someone else's) we get back just in time for me to climb off one stuffy, steamy yellow-mobile onto another so that I can accompany good 'ol BUS 6 home - the highlight being that it stopped raining and we could open the windows...
I had such a wonderful day. To think, only 33 more just like it!
PEACE
Done.
EM
About the Blogger (things you know or don't know or didn't care to find out about...)
- U2Fan79 - aka Ellie Miron
- TORONTO, ONTARIO, Canada
- I'd like to think that this re-re-vamped blog will take on a whole new dimension of thought and afterthought, given my recent travels of the globe and the forced learning that often came up on the spot for me...I'd like to think that this might continue to bring insight and reverance to a community that may at times fall short of those two commodities...I'd like to think that the Maple Leafs are going to win the Stanley Cup within the next 3-7 years...I'd like a lot of things, but you can't always get what you like (yeah, I changed that up so Mick n' Kief won't sue my sorry ass)...I'd like to think you'll read what I write, and that I'll write things down with more frequency than Brendan Fraser makes his Mummy films (this reference will probably get old in like 3 months)!!
2 comments:
I hope you're saving some of these stories for your screenplay.
Nice idea with this site its better than most of the rubbish I come across.
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