This past summer I went to Holiday Lake 4-H Center for Forestry camp. I went with my best friend Rex. We both waited anxiously as the school year wound down and Camp got closer. It was a week long camp in the mountains. We had the opportunity to learn about forestry, wildlife management, tree identification and management. We also took other fun classes. Camp offered classes such as high ropes course, canoeing, skeet shooting, archery, wilderness survival, wood identification, fishing for beginners. It was a very hot week with next to no air conditioning, crazy boys, and dramatic girls. Lots of fun. When Rex and I first got there I was nervous. I didn't see any girls yet and all the boys seemed crazy and egotistical. I stuck close to Rex …show more content…
"Why? He's just being nice." He said back confused. "I don't know. Something just isn't right. The stuff he is always talking about like he is trying to get a response out of me. Or how he is always in my space." I replied. That night I walked in the bunkhouse. It was full of hot, humid air, the smell of shampoo, and words of irritation. "He is always in my space!" one girl spat. "He keeps trying to hug me." another girl said quietly. "I turn around and he is always there. It's like he is stalking me." a different girl moaned. "He put his arm around me after I told him I have a boyfriend. You know what he told me? He said 'well your boyfriend isn't here.' Ugh! He is such a creep." one girl said. Then another girl spoke, "Well the boys have noticed it too. They are planning a little something tonight for him to teach him a little something." We all laughed wondering what they were planning. The next morning we were all in our lines waiting to go in for breakfast. I stood behind Rex and noticed that it was quieter than usual. I leaned forward "Where is …show more content…
He was trying not to grin and he was shaking his head. Nothing ever happened to the boys for what they did to Peter. A small part of me felt bad for him. At breakfast there was a big announcement made to everyone. They said that there was to be no Purpling. Then they had to explain what the word "purpling" meant. It was unwanted touching or getting in someone's space, or even forcing yourself on someone. Peter left the girls alone for the most part. The girls still avoided him though. In fact a lot of people avoided him. It seemed that he was wearing on everyone's nerves. It kept more to himself, didn't touch girls, and toned down his ego a
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Schaidle had a horticulture class that I took my seventh and eighth grade year. It was an Explore class in which we would go outside, work on projects for the school, and keep up the Nature Center. This was something I loved doing and we got a break from book work, which was right up my alley. Picking up sticks became a common job when the parking lot remodel knocked down a lot of trees. All of the limbs went into a pile and when it grew tall we had a bonfire.
I’ve been going to a summer camp called Camp Silver Beach every summer science I was 9. This is about the time I went when I was 12. My camp is on the Eastern Shore, so we get to do all types of activites! One of the first things you do when you get to camp is meet your cabin members. I always get nervous for this because you are stuck with them for a week; so if you don’t get along that could be a problem.
They were getting tired from running from the guards They ended up winning and fixing the teleporter. When they got home Louis asked where they been and Brian said, “in Stewie room”. Peter was confused because he went in there and didn’t see them and told Louis that they wasn’t in there. They looked everywhere in the house and asked neighbors if they saw them leave the house and they said no. When the family saw them they was so relieved and gave them a very very long hug, like they hugged them for an hour it was a very long
These could include environmental studies, landscape architecture classes, and other biology classes. The Farm, as I learned it can also be called, also works together with middle schools and high schools in that area. They are very generous with their knowledge and are very kind to help out educational programs and projects. Another wonderful thing about the Farm is that they try to be as environmentally as possible, more specifically, with their water. I learned from talking to a volunteer that the water system is connected to solar panels which are connected to a battery that pumps well water for an irrigation
“What are you waiting for” he said as he developed a glare at me. “Yeah I was just abo…” I tried to explain. “DUDE WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?” he erupted. I then proceeded to leave hoping no one heard the unpleasant interaction that had just taken place.
My youth group leader pulled out of the parking lot at 5 a.m. loaded with 15 tired teenagers including myself. We were finally heading for the Wisconsin River. The anticipation was building up for months now, the worries on the affordability of the trip were finally gone. Camping on the Wisconsin River, with my youth group, ended up turning into one of the most impactful experiences in my life.