Yet another year I got dragged into helping with the church’s summer camp for the children’s ministry. At the time I was proposed to help with the camp by my mom I had already been away a total of 20 days combined between my 1 week teen summer workshop at the Art Institutes international Minnesota and my Japanese Camp in Dent, Minnesota at Mori No Ike. This is mind all I really wanted to do was to sleep in my own warm bed at home for 12 hours at a time. Anyways I had no way out of it and nothing constructive to do at home so I decided to go anyways.
And as always it wasn’t that bad. I got to know the children’s pastor a little bit, he’s kind of quirky but he is a good guy and loves what he does so props to him. The second morning I decided to drop in on a counselor meeting because I knew of a prank that was at hand. Our youth pastor PJ(not the childrens pastor, his name is Jordan) walked in very angry with a bag of “marijuana” that was actually oregano and tricked everyone into thninking that someone was going to get into trouble for it. During breakfast however PJ let the counselors knew that they just got “punk’d” and the kids had no idea what was going on and kept on asking about it.
Since the last time I had been up there (our church frequents this camp) they had installed a new asset to their shorefront for swim time which was a giant green saturn. The saturn later dubbed “The gree moo moo” (inside joke) was big and inflated and was tipped many times by some of the older guys that were helping with the camp and it was good fun.
Througout the camp all I basically did was help out with a few games and preperation for events, chill talk with some of my friends who were counselors, sleep and play my DS lite. The only unfortunate thing about the camp was that alot of kids were getting hurt, there was one sprained ankle a couple scrapes and bruises, some bonked heads, a black eye and a broken leg =(
On the way back it was about 90 degrees and two of my friends who were counselors, they were supposed to ride for an hour and a half or so in an un air-conditioned bus with my help tried to stow away in the trunk of my mom’s truck. The almost could’ve gotten away with it but right before we left my mom went to put some chocolates in the back when she saw them and looked in disbelief at how they were intertwined in our luggage and kicked them out.
Thats about it for that story, nothing really amazing happened (for me), so untill next time see you later.