arts and crafts director

I'm really enjoying being in charge of arts and crafts, though it can be a bit challenging to teach complicated crafts to large groups of kids. On tie dye day last week, I was exhausted by the end of 5th period. To illustrate - I made a shirt of my own, and when I went to write my name on the ziplock bag, I started it "Jra." To this day I have no idea where I got those letters from or what was going on in my head that made me think that was the way to spell my name. However, I do recall it seeming logical at the time, which is a bit scary.

This morning, the girls staff went up to ambush the boys staff with water balloons at their morning meeting. Most of them escaped, which was a shame. The only retaliatory action they have taken so far is to be unusually affectionate (ie. giving us hugs every time they see us). I certainly can't complain about that. However, I have the feeling something more is in the works. I'll wear clothing I don't mind getting wet tomorrow morning just in case the boys decide to attack then.

Yay for camp!

Camp is great. Where else can you:
start a one match fire and be worshiped by a group of eternally grateful kids because you fed them
eat wild blueberries while coming up with appropriate tribal designations
paint tribal markings on a cabin full of girls
sing an original song at the top of your lungs with 9 girls in front of at least 30 people and not feel in the least self-conscious
lurk in the woods to ambush unsuspecting campers and take fake gold from them in a game of gold rush
march up and pelt them with water ballons in a british costume on the fourth of July
paint your entire face as the Russian flag and play soccer all day
wage water wars on fellow staff members while the campers (and camp director) aren't watching
go to bed utterly exhausted and supremely satisfied