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GUYS.
THE CRAZIEST THING JUST HAPPENED.
Technicaly, it happened yesterday, but WOW.
I was at summer camp yesterday. It was the last day, and we were all sad to leave, but we wanted to enjoy the day. Literally a second after I got to my first activity, it started to rain. I was a little bummed because I was supposed to toast s'mores, but I was fine besides that. I go to my second activity, and then it starts to pour. Then I hear that a septic tank had burst, which meant I could not drink any water. Then, our second activity ended, and my sister and I rushed to the ampitheater (which has a tin roof) for a dance party. We get there, and we hear this huge boom. My friend rushes in crying and says that LIGHTNING HAD STRUCK THE AMPITHEATHER. We freaked out and rushed to the bottom of the ampitheater where we waited for about thirty minutes. Then we went back to our cabins and waited. My head counselor was gone, so I asked my assistant counselor where she was.
My head counselor was covering a metal boat barefoot in the middle of a thunderstorm and got shocked in the hand along with another counselor.
We thought she died.
We were so scared for our counselor but went to the gym to see who got the award for the cleanest cabin. When we found out we won, we screamed. We were walking back from lunch when we saw our head counselor! She was actually fine, the other counselor got a larger shock (but was fine). We proceeded for awards and dinner, and came back to our cabin as happy as can be.
And then our AC broke.
When it was 84 degrees.
And that was the craziest day of my life.
A day to remember! I don't know where you went to camp, but I've attended several different camps, both as a camper and as a counselor, and the camps I attended never had air conditioning!
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(July 13, 2019 - 2:02 pm)
Oy, that was so weird. Feel free to post weird, crazy stories here!
(July 14, 2019 - 5:55 am)
(July 14, 2019 - 8:11 am)
Oh dear! I'm glad your counselor is okay, that day really sounds wack!
Okay, okay, I have a camp story...
So, on the last day of camp, every Unit (group of 5 or 6 cabins, the people you're with all week) does an origional skit based on the week's theme. Our unit had the theme Perry the Platapus, I don't know why, but whatever, it was fun. So, of course somebody has to write the skit. My sister's friend(s) seemed to have this covered. But there was a catch- S, who was kind of in charge of the whole thing, had never seen Phineas and Ferb, and therefore knew nothing about Perry the Platapus. So I decided to help her out. At one point, I had a great idea for a certain part. I asked S if I could take the scrpit and write that part.
That part turned into the rest of the skit.
And then, suddenly, I was the director of the skit.
Long story short, the counselors took over for the skit after seeing me try to direct 28 10-15 girls. Which was a relief, because I was so stressed.
Yep, that was a pretty oof-worthy story, I'll admit it.
(July 14, 2019 - 9:58 am)
Phox says okai-yes phox everything's okay or do you mean you're okay? I'm fine too.
I remember that Luna! It was kinda crazy! I have another camp story from that same week.
Ok so on Tuesday night the whole camp (besides the little kids) has a big intense game where you where everything black. Your unit splits into 3 groups, the walkers who walk all over camp and try to steal the hider's points and also arrive at certain destinations to get more points, the hiders who hide and ambush walkers to steal THEIR points, and the group I was in-the slashies where you can do both. So we were started off walking and going to destinations and randomly yeling out "busted" to try to find hiders. We were doing really well and ran into our unit a couple of times. We were walking and called out "busted" and no one was there so we kept walking. But from behind us someone yelled that we had been ambushed! We had 3 points from walking whitch we had gotten in good time, and there was ONE more destination to go before we had gotten all the points for destinations! we were devestated and kinda gave up. We didn't really have time to hide or anywhere to hide either, so we stood on the side of the road and pretended to have a meeting like we were walkers. The plan was to ambush anyone who walked by. We saw a few people but either they didn't have any points or didn't actually come close to us. We eventually gave up and started singing random camp songs and then went to watch the fireworks.
That was kinda crazy and as Luna called it an off worthy moment-but camp wa awesome! So were all good.
(July 19, 2019 - 1:25 pm)
Wow! That is crazy, Secret! I'm glad your counselor is okay :)
(July 14, 2019 - 12:09 pm)
yeek, that sounds absolutely terrifying, Secret. OK, heres my camp story. Not crazy significant, but worth telling.
Okay, so it was the last full day of camp. The theme was Bigfoot Adventure, by the way. There was supposed to be campfire and skits and then the Bigfoot Bash, a ginormous dance party. Unfortunately, it started pouring buckets, then bathtubs, then truckloads of rain, and we just decided to do the skits in the rec hall, which was basically an enormous pavilon. Funny thing is, I had absolutely no clue what my cabin's skit was supposed to be, so I was given a super simple part at the last minute, which i think i failed. Hold on, not the end of the story. Afterwards was the Bash, and usually about half the people are outside playing basketball or ga-ga ball, but since it was storming, everyone was crammed inside the rec hall, dancing whether they liked it or not. Also, most campers/counslers had a date to the dance, even my sister did, but i didn't bc i'm too shy to make friends with anyone, therefore indirectly deterring most dance invitations. So, every slow dance, i hung around the edge of the room, hoping someone would ask me to dance. I got lucky, tho not in the expected way. One of the CITs, Counslers In Training, came over and said, "Do you need someone to dance with?" ME: "Sure." She grabbed my hand and led me out into the middle of the room, where she picked a random boy for me to dance with. After the dance was over and the next one started, the guy grabbed his friend and he danced with me, later on i had to dance with one of the 20-year-old counslers, (embarrassing), and then later, (BE PREPARED I MIGHT FREAK OUT) my FREAKING ULTIMATE CRUSH ASKED ME TO DANCE!!! It was awesome, even more so bc he is like the MOST POPULAR BOY IN THE WHOLE CAMP!!! At the end of the Bash, someone over the mic said, "This is the last slow dance of camp, so grab the person you've always wanted to dance with, and (fill in the blank)" I don't remember what else he said, but, (spoiler: ultimate cuteness!) and boy about a year younger than me came up and asked me to dance, and I guess he really wanted to dance with me, bc he kept dragging me around to poke his friends and going, "Look, look! Look at me!" It was so cute, i'm telling you.
(July 14, 2019 - 8:37 pm)
Oh wow.
(July 15, 2019 - 6:00 am)
Ooh! I have one that occurred a week ago!
So I was at a sailing sleepaway camp, and one of the things our group got to do was take a group-wide trip to Annapolis, MD for a day to ride on a schooner. Originally, we were supposed to go on the Wednesday, but we convinced them to change it to the next day, because we wanted to be able to stop at 7/11 for free Slurpees, because last Thursday was July 11th, free Slurpee day at 7/11. So on the way to the trip, we stopped at a Dunkin Donuts (as is the custom on the Annapolis trips) and a 7/11 as promised. At the 7/11, we saw this really cute puppy, and so when we got back in the van we were riding in, we made signs asking for a dog. We held them up at the windows whenever the director, who was riding in her own car, drove by. Coincidentally, one of the people running the schooner in Annapolis, had this really sweet dog named Sofia, and we pet her for like 15 minutes straight when we got there.
We got on our life jackets, all trekked through this one resturant in aformentioned life jackets to use the bathroom (we all cheered when the toilet flushed, because we hadn't used flush toilets in two weeks, and everyone in the bathroom was weirded out). We got on the schooner, someone lost her hat, and this one guy was really impressed with us when we joked that this one fin-shaped-weight thing was held to the boat with ramen noodles and spite. He was like "You guys are the most engaging group of Girl Scouts I've ever gotten! Most of them just stare at me like 'what?'" So we got back on shore, trekked back through the resturant all sweaty, and got back in the van.
On the way back, we didn't get through a single song due to arguing over the song choice. But while we were sitting nice and dry in the van, it started to sprinkle, than to rain, and before we knew it, we were caught in a torrential storm. We got to two more 7/11's after that, and at one of them we desperately tried to convince our counselor to buy a rubber chicken that screamed when someone squeezed it. Sadly, our counselor refused to see reason and we didn't get to buy it. So we finally arrive back at camp, and thankfully they've delayed Closing Campfire for us, so we all get out of the van, and of course no one brought a raincoat because it wasn't raining that morning, so we all get soaked running into the Dining Hall. So once we finally make it, we're all soaked, tired, and on sugar highs from two Slurpees, and starving. Someone has set up two tables for us in the corner of the Dining Hall, so we all wolf down some left over quesadillas from everyone else's dinner so that we can put away the tables in time for Cosing Campfire, which has been relocated to the Dining Hall due to the rain. And here's the kicker: we somehow still managed to win the song contest (ours was a parody to a Taylor Swift medley-- some lyrics included "...and the lifeguards gonna tighten our PFDs/ and the campers gonna really try to breathe/ Baby, I'm just gonna sail, sail, sail, sail, sail/ Sail away, sail away")
Anyway, also a day to remember.
(July 18, 2019 - 4:20 pm)