Hey guys, it's Lorry again with my 2nd post on livejournal (oh gawd, again?). Thanks to those who read my last post (which was about 3 people, which is quite sad). So now with the great success of last post, I have been motivated to write yet another...a month later, haha.
Now, with the intro out of the way, let's continue to the selfish and unorganized ramblings.
SFA (is) camp(e.g. GAY)
Haha, the titles funny cause it has a pun in it! Not really.
Well, to give everyone a heads up, I went on sports first aid camp around 3 weeks ago. And I'll tell you what, it was an experience alright.
Yet again, we would be travelling down the freeway, past all these 'whoop whoop' suburbs (Research? I didn't know it existed) to the ever popular Scotch site on Cowes. It's a beautiful, yet suprisingly primitive, place, great for relaxation.
You must be asking, is there any real point to this? 60 or so burly and strapping young men cramming themselves into 12 tents? Sounds hot, but anyway.
Lemme give you a rundown of what I do every thursday afternoon (pity me? sigh....). As a yr 11 SFA'er, I teach a group of yr 9's. Woah, you must be saying, that would suck right? The buggers run up the walls, set fire to the tables, eat each other, etc. Well, to tell you the truth, it was actually really fun. My mate Zach (we'll call him z dizzle) and I had a great group of boys (the rejects went into the other groups, funny,lololol).
These 5 yr 9's combine with 5 yr 10's and 2 yr 11's to form a squad. We're squad 4! yay!
Theoretically, we go to camp to test how well yr 11's have taught the yr 9's. However, as you guys know with most "special focus" camps, this never ends up to be the case.
Here is an extract from a typical convo between yr 9 and yr 12's.
Yr9: What does (insert sport activity)-> Glow stick hunt (I'll get to it later) have anything to do with taping people up and stuff?
Yr12:Um...(Tries to look for a reason) just shut up and enjoy it.
Right,
So the timetable ended up looking something like this (since I ceebs commenting on everything). Actually, I can't be bothered making a table.
Thurs went like this:
Digging in the sand for a bag of lollies at the beach- Jibbed cause there were no lollies in our section and we dug literally a 1 metre into the sand (???!!!)
Module (assesment)- Awesome our boys owned it. Good work
Beach cricket- Ha, it was about 14 runs to 6, so yeah, we owned in that too.
Module- Epic fail. 11/20. We taught them it.
Duster Hockey- (e.g. the improving man's hockey. Tables flipped to form a arena. Rolled up newspapers used to push puck into goals at end of arena) -1 points for losing to yr 12's with actual hockey sticks (!!!).
Module- Not bad.
Dins- Hmmm, greasy chicken parma? Not really.....
Trivia night- A slaughter.
Fri:
Half the day was similar to thurs, but in the afternoon we got to go bowling and outdoor laser forcing. Well, laugh all you want, but in bowling I got 69 points. Yes, quite a shocker. Then we went laser forcing. It was fun, we got dressed up in army fatigues and got heavy weapons to shoot at people. Downside was, the place was full of crap. Seriously, like everywhere.
At night we went out to town, bought some heart clogging, diabetes inducing foods and returned back for the glow stick hunt.
You and a friend were tied up at the wrist via tape and had to run around in the dark picking up glowsticks. Seems boring hey? The interesting part is who lurks in the dark. Yr12's sussly hide in the shadows and pounce you with water guns, so you better run or you'll be drenched.
My legs killed after that night.
Also, we had a nice representation of a public execution. The yr 12's got 2 rebels (who were not conforming to their desires) and made them kneel down and take 10 seconds of concentrated water fire. Actually quite funny, for us anyway.
Sat
Pack up and long, tiring bus journey home (obviously arriving home later than specified time).
Well boys and girls, that was my camp. I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I did. I'm looking forward to running the camp next year in '10!
I'd like to end with one of my fav quotes from blade runner:
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
I've watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
All those ... moments will be lost in time, like tears...in rain. Time to die. " - Roy Batty
Guys, this quote is a clear indication to us that we must never forget anything in our lives. We must never let our friends, family, dreams or goals be lost "like tears in the rain".
We must soldier on, however tough life maybe, because life wasn't mean to be easy. Eventually you wont be supported by your parents and will be thrust into the world to take care of your own families.
To quote a sickening cliche, "when the going gets tough, the tough gets going". I know you guys, you're all tough and you'll all be alright in the future.
Lorry
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