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End Of SIXTH Grade

Bonjour y’all.

I hope you know I got that line from a book. (I don’t know which book, but hey, I like it anyway.)

So it’s the end of the school year and I have a cold and yet *jazz hands* here I am. C’est moi.

So many things have happened this year. I turned 12, me and an organization that I’m with won a trip to the beach. I haven’t grown any more (yet), I accidentally cut my finger with a knife when I was cutting up vegetables for a soup, I have returned to being Hamotion (the musical) obsessed , and a bunch more things that I can’t remember at this very moment.

But a few things I’ve learned from the whole experience of being a sixth grader, is that you can’t just wait for it (get what I did there), you can’t throw away your shot to get something done. You can’t just sit back and relax when you get home. You have to work (!) outside of school too.

You also have to rise up to challenges and stand up for what you believe in. If that means going to inform the school and educating people about LGBTIA+ (I did do that) then that’s what you do. If it means joining a robotics team when you’ve never really been on a team before (I also did that), then you make sure you bring your all.

I can’t imagine not being in school and I’m currently in a denial that school is ending.

All that to say, I can’t wait to come back next year and do it all over again. But this time it’ll be harder. Anyway, thank you to my teachers for this wonderful year and all of the support and feedback that I’ve gotten. Thank you to my fellow students for giving me this fun, messy, wonderful year. Peace y’all, can’t wait to see you next year!

My Ideal World

A little while ago we read The Last Cuentista in our Language Arts class. We then got to thinking about what our own worlds would be like and got to writing them down. We worked with local artist, Peg Gignoux, and made akua ink prints with plants. All that is to say, this was so much fun and I hope you enjoy my ideal world.

 

 

My story…

I’m going to be perfectly honest with you, I didn’t want to do this. As you’re well aware, this is supposed to be a report about our planet and what it’s like. And the history. I can name several different people in a different class who would love to do this and contribute to this type of history of whatever the Mors this is. This is a class assignment, so I can’t put this in the actual report, which means I’ll have to delete this. But, hey. I’m going to try, okay? Also, just know I will complain. A lot!

The planet of Initium Novum (in-it-tee-um no-v-um), which means ‘A new beginning’ in Latin,  is the planet that few humans could journey to. After Earth’s food supply dwindled down severely, scientists sent astronauts on a mission that turned into a several-decade expedition to find a new planet to inhabit. The scientists worked for years and years to be able to get humans on this planet. The problem was that the solar system that Initium Novum is in orbits a black hole. This caused many space crafts to be eaten by the black hole. But on the third try, the Gaia Project III landed on the Silva Islands in Oceanus Astrum (the constellation ocean in Latin). The biggest problem was that after several Earth decades, the Gaia Project III did not have enough fuel to travel back to Earth.  So, the astronauts have spent about 12 years changing and trying to find new fuel for the Gaia Project III (GPIII).

While the few selected scientists were finding a fuel source and making it compatible with the GPIII, others started to explore and started families. Almost all of the land on Initium Novum has been discovered but not inhabited. This is because of the laws set in place by the original inhabitants. There are three laws that every settlement has to follow. 1) For every ten acres of land, two acres must be set aside for nature and only nature. 2) Your settlement must provide basic necessities for everyone who inhabits it. And 3) everyone gets a fair say in the government system or at least the rules of the land. These rules are in place because the people agreed that the Earth would have benefited from these rules. The rulers, representatives, or people in charge of the settlement must follow these rules, or they can be voted out of office by the Representatives of the Nations. This organization has an ambassador from every nation that handles global political matters. It’s much like the United Nations from Earth. At the time of this report, there are nine established countries and three territories whose names are unimportant.

Or at least that’s what I’ve been taught. We were put in stasis for a really long time. I can’t remember how many years they said, but I know it was a lot. We didn’t have anyone out of stasis. Our ship had about nine robots that took care of it. They brought us out of stasis and did the difficult job of steering our ship away from the black hole. They’re no longer in function, but we still have their remains. In fact, at school, they let us try and reprogram them. I had a friend, and she programmed him (yes, they have assigned genders) to make pancakes (they were really good pancakes, by the way). Oh, and if you’re wondering, no, there were no kids on the ship. Well, no alive kids. I was one of the people that they had in an incubator. Okay, *WARNING*, this is something that took me a looong time to be okay with, so if this grosses you out, just know that you’re not the only one. You’ve been warned.

So they put a bunch of human eggs into an incubator, in stasis for years, and then ejected us into humans. And then, BAM, after nine months, here we are.*Jazz hands*. I know, gross. And that comes from someone who handles gross on a daily basis. But let’s change the subject. Have I meant-. Okay, sorry, I lost my train of thought because my parents just called me for dinner. Anyways, back to it.

Initium Novum is about half the size of Saturn. Initium Novum, as said, orbits the sun (Vita Saver, which means ‘lifesaver’ in Latin), and the solar system orbits a black hole. This means that when the cloudy sky on Initium Novum clears (in either day or night), you would be able to see the black hole that the settlers named Foraminis In Aeri (For-a-min-y-us in air, which means ‘holes in the air’ in Latin) or F.I.A for short. Some of the people here have written stories about F.I.A. They called her Mors. Mors (which means ‘death’ in Latin), seen as a goddess of death, exploration, and chance, is said to be reborn every day before sunrise. People wrote that she would never be outshone by the sun. Some people pray to her so that she won’t swallow them up and that she’ll let them make their home in her orbit. In the stories, she was said to be born from a neutron star named Pater (also the star’s real name), and another neutron star called Mater (again, also the star’s real name) were pushed together, exploded, and made Mors. Mors was written to join travelers’ journeys; however, that might end, whether that be in life or death.

Seven-eighths (⅞) of Initium Novum’s surface is covered in water. There are nine oceans, and they all look vastly different. The names are Oceanus Clara (bright ocean), Oceanus Caeruleum (blue ocean), Oceanus Excipio (welcome ocean), Oceanus Astrum (constellation ocean), Oceanus Viridis (green ocean), Oceanus Centrum (center ocean), Oceanus Monstrum (monster ocean), Oceanus Tranquillitas (calm ocean), and Oceanus Profundus (deep ocean). Oceanus Centrum is in the middle of the largest collection of islands called the Collective Islands. Oceanus Astrum is an ocean that, when you look through the bottom at night, it looks like stars on the seafloor. This is because of bioluminescent plants and krill-like animals that swim around. Oceanus Clara has the lightest water because it’s the shallowest. Oceanus Caeruleum has a royal blue tone to it. Oceanus Excipio is the welcome ocean because it has the most islands on its waters. Oceanus Viridis has some of the most vegetation in its waters, making the color green. Oceanus Monstrum has many different species of ocean animals. There are hostile ones and passive ones. Oceanus Tranquillitas is the cleanest ocean. It is the smallest of the nine oceans, so its waters are always calm. Oceanus Profundus is the deepest ocean because of the many deep trenches and underwater caves.

As I said, when the sky clears at any time of day, you would be able to see F.I.A. At night, not only can you see the black hole, you can see the three moons, Vita (the closest, the biggest, and means life in Latin), Parvus (the second closest, smallest, and means small in Latin), and Tenebris (the furthest, not too big and not too small, and means darkness in Latin). The moons stay very close to each other and share the same amount of light, so they have the same cycle time. Same as F.I.A, there is another phenomenon that appears in the sky all the time. The rings of Initium Novum are called The Beacon when people refer to it on the surface. Depending on where you are on the planet, the rings look different. Depending on where you are, the rings (purple, pink, orange, deep purple, and yellow) look like a line going from east to west. If you’re on the equator, it looks like a straight line going up and rounding like a full rainbow with only a few colors. If you go north, the rings get thicker and lower down south. And if you go south, the rings get thicker and thicker northward. Although, this is only visible when the sky clears.

The sky on Initium Novum is almost always cloudy. It’s not uncommon for it to rain for hours on end. However, the dark clouds don’t always mean rain. Sometimes, the clouds are light, and even then, it will rain. This is because the light from the sun sometimes destroys the atmosphere, making the clouds seem darker and making people think it’s going to rain. And sometimes it makes the clouds look lighter when they have a lot of perspiration, which means it’ll still rain. When the clouds clear, you can see the blue sky (just like Earth) and the one sun in the sky. The sun, as said before, is named Vita Saver. The planet of Initium Novum is the third from its sun (just like Earth). The planet is the second in its solar system to support life. No one inhabits the other planet (it’s the fourth) because of the planet’s atmosphere. Life has evolved to live there, but humans have not. Outside of the planet of Initium Novum, the color of the oceans changes for various reasons. It’s either royal blue, light blue, cyan, or greenish. The planet, from the outside, is completely blue. Only big islands show up on the surface.

The plants on Initium Novum are much like those on Earth. But there are a few key differences. For starters, almost all the plants are waterborne. The planet’s surface is almost all water. Most life and vegetation happen on the water’s surface or in it. The plants on land are also very used to water because of the constant rain pour. Wherever the plant, Initium Novum has a very large amount of them. The colors also depend on the species, and the species’ color might depend on the rain. There are Earth-like plants, such as a variety of trees, but many have almost no resemblance to Earth life. We see this mostly in the colors. With uncommon Earth colors like orange, purple, and blue, the forests are covered in many colors, like a rainbow.

Almost all of Initium Novum’s land has forests where all different types of life thrive. There are many species, but the ones I’ll explore are some of the coolest, in my opinion. There are cat-like animals with scorpion tales, spider-like creatures with three heads, and human-like creatures. Even though humans did not originate from this planet, some of the creatures evolved to resemble some of them before humans even set foot on the planet’s ground. These human-like creatures are half human, half goat, half human, and half bird. The half-human, half-goat creatures are called centaurs, just like in the myths. They have legs like a goat’s, horns like a goat’s, and eat just as much as a goat’s. The half-human, half-bird creatures have feathers and fur. They have furry/feathery wings twice the size of their arm span, long, furry tales with feathers on the end to help them fly, and the ability to turn their head a whopping 300˚to any side. These creatures fit into society just like any other human would.

The animals that rule the sky are unique, beautiful creatures. My favorites are the ones that look like bees and resemble snakes, yet they have wings. The bee-like creatures have the same yellow body and love to pollinate, but they’re substantially larger and are part of a species category that resembles mammals. The snake-like creature, as said, has feathery wings. The wings and the color depend on the type of snake. If it’s a venomous one, the wing tips are pointed. And if it’s not, the wing tips are a bit rounded. The color of the scales also determines the color of the wings. The size of the wingspan is double that of the snake’s body. They live underground and in trees.

Last but not least, there are many creatures in the seas. There are whales with color-changing skin, octopuses that can be as small as an Earth rabbit and as big as an Earth blue whale, and serpent-like creatures that slither through the ocean with their three heads.

So that’s about it. Writing this wasn’t too bad. I mean, it was just listing a bunch of things that I had to check off on the checklist that my teacher gave me. Then I can turn this in in the morning and have you out of my life. I don’t mean it in a bad way; I just mean I would have loved to read the report that came from Earth and not have to write it myself. Earth sounds really cool. I mean, we live so far away. Maybe when the shuttle gets to Earth, I’ll be out of school… Huh. Anyway, I can’t wait to read the report from Earth—peace (as you say on Earth).

Wisdom Tales Comic

 

For this blog post I was assigned to make a comic page about a wisdom tale of my choice. But to understand the whole thing I need to explain a few things. Like what are Wisdom Tales?

Well I’m very glad you asked. Wisdom Tales are mostly (or at least the ones we read) fables and parables. Fables are a short story that usually involves animals and teaches a moral lesson. A parable is a brief story about humans with a moral and/or teaches a religious lesson. With that out of the, next question!

What Wisdom Tale did I choose? I chose a Wisdom Tale from Otomi, Mexico. The story is about an Old Dog and a Coyote

Once, an old dog fell asleep while watching over the farmer’s chickens one day. The farmer had to chase a wolf that was stalking the chickens, away. The farmer then proceeded to call the old dog lazy and tell the old dog that the old dog would have to find their own food that night. So, later that night, the old dog was looking for food when they saw a coyote jumping up and down in front of a cactus. The old dog went up to the coyote and asked him why he was jumping. The coyote said that he was going to jump over the big cactus. The old dog called him crazy and said that that was impossible. The coyote brushed off the old dog’s comment and turned to jump over the cactus. He jumped and soared through the air. Until he rammed right into the cactus’s thorns. He fell down with a shriek. The old dog took pity on the coyote and spent hours taking out all the thorns from his body. Once the old dog was finished the coyote thanked the old dog and complimented him. The old dog opposed this praise and said that he was useless and that he couldn’t even scare a coyote away. He said that the farmer found him useless and he wouldn’t feed him. The coyote decided that he would return the old dog’s kindness. He devised a plan to help the old dog. The next day the coyote came and stalked the chickens. The old dog then chased him away as the coyote pretended to be scared. The old dog was then well fed for the rest of his days. Next question!

Why did I choose my Wisdom Tale?

I chose my wisdom tale because… because I… you know I really don’t know. I wanted to do one from Greece. But two other people did those. I think I just wanted a different one than my really close classmates. But it was fun to draw as well.  

What did I learn from Brittain Peck?

Okay, so there’s some explaining that goes into this. So Brittain Peck is an illustrator that came to our school to talk to us about visual storytelling. He taught us about how you want to have different shapes for different characters so that you could tell them apart. I didn’t really do that but it was helpful to think about when I did the first sketches for the character designs. He said if you only had the silhouette of the character, would you be able to tell that character apart from the others. I did that. He also said that the background and the characters didn’t have to be the most detailed characters in the world. He said you could just use rectangles for trees and make some skinnier than others to show how far away they were. I didn’t do trees but I did do that with the hills of sand.   

Helpful Sketchbook tips:

For the comic I used an app called sketchbook. One strategy that I like to use is making a rough sketch (by rough I mean very rough) with the pencil tool on one layer and turn down the opacity then do a sketch on another layer. I keep doing this until I have about five layers in total and as they go up they’re progressively more detailed. After layer five I take the pen tool on another layer and carefully trace over everything, making the line art. Then I delete all the other five below the line art. Then I make a layer underneath the line art and add color. I do this so I don’t have to be as cautious with going over the lines.

This was really fun once I got in the I-can-actually-do-this -and-not-think- of-it-like-a-homework-assignment mindset. I honestly think this would be a fun project to do with a bit from a novel. Wait, I could do that. Okay bye, I’m going think this over. Bye!

Habits

“Goals are good for setting a direction, but systems are best for making progress.”

– James Clear

A habit is an action that the human mind is accustomed to doing regularly. This action is something that people do often, like washing your hands after using the toilet, brushing your teeth, reading for a curtain amount of time, and thinking of things that you’re grateful for.

For the past seven weeks, my peers and I have been doing planks for 15 seconds and adding an additional 15 seconds every week. We kept a habit tracker and filled it out after every time we did the habit. We started on the 24th of October and ended on the 15th of December. This was a really good thing for my brain and physical strength but didn’t come across like that at first.

Planking for 15 seconds a day for a week seemed like torture. People’s arms were shaking and we kept asking for the time. We had to do this in class as well as outside of class, which added to our lack of enthusiasm. But we found ways to make it better. When I did it outside of class I would have one of my classmates do it with me or eventually I had my family doing it at home too. When I’d do it at school, I’d have friends ask me if I wanted to do it with them. This made us more inclined to continue this habit.

In the first week I had trouble remembering or having a will to do a physically taxing activity outside of class. It was the type of thing you sometimes forget to do on the weekends. Like not changing out of your PJs the whole day. But the longer this challenge went on the better my brain remembered to tell me, “Hey, you have to do a plank for 30 seconds today.” And after a while of that, it was something I did before bed. Sometimes I forgot and then I would make sure to do it the day after.

There’s a benefit to doing a daily habit as well. Getting your body in a rhythm and it gives you a sense of accomplishment. This can boost your mind to feel proud of finishing a task, even if it’s a small one. Although this depends on the person. Personally, I think doing a habit every day got me into a rhythm.

After doing this habit I assigned myself a new one that I get to start. Doodling and writing a bit each day. I love to draw and I feel like it’s something I’m not doing as often anymore, so it’s a must for my creative visualization juices. And writing everyday. I have stories that I’ve been putting off continuing for months (one of them even about a year) so I really just want to find out where I take my characters, what adventures they’ll have, and what problems they’ll face.

Making a habit is a regular task in everyday human life. Maybe try to make a new habit. Like saying what you’re grateful for before you go to bed, or finding something to be happy about and smiling. Tell me what your habit is in the comments section. Good bye!

Black Out Poem

 

Trader

Murmuring

Strange

No

I

Laughed

Of Appreciation

Tales

Beautiful

Noisy

Fate

Complimented

I Could See

Grateful

My Heart

King

On Earth

All Night

 

 

B∞ks

Image from Unsplash

 

First off, let me start by saying, I’m an average reader. I’d say that because reading – outside of the set time in Language Arts (LA) class – is harder on the weekdays because I’ve got activities after school. But having the nice, calm, low energy environment for reading at the beginning of LA class makes it easier to enjoy reading as opposed to the high energy, busy, loud classroom.

I read because of all the stories and worlds people create and share. There are so many great mystery and fiction books (my personal favorites) that get you sucked in and make you envision worlds that you wish you could escape into. Like the Percy Jackson books for example. The reality where both Greek and Roman Deities and heroes exist in the modern world, one of my favorites. And the second book in The Lunar Chronicles. I’m still reading it but it’s one of those books that makes you ask your parents if you can stay up reading after nine o’clock at night.

Deciding what to read is a strategy that always changes all the time. Either someone recommends a book to me, it’s the next book in a series, or I liked the cover. Sometimes I go by the author. Like Rick Riordan, Shanon Messenger, JK Rowling, or Ronald Dahl. I also go by the genre. As I said before I LOVE mystery and fiction books. And I pretty much always read these two genres. This, as I myself have realized, isn’t the biggest problem but it’s definitely something that I would like to do. I just can’t bring myself to do it. It’s like when you procrastinate on something. Like homework. No, don’t gasp and think, “Oh my stars she procrastinates on her homework.” I know you’ve done it too. But leave a comment on any books that aren’t fiction or mystery. I’d love to have some recommendations. 

Mirror or Window

For this blog post I had to reflect back on a book we read and decide whether it was a mirror or window book. Let me explain further. A mirror book is a term used to say that the book you read had characters and/or events that remind you of yourself or situations you have been in. Furthermore, a window book is a book where the characters and/or events are very different to you and situations you have been in.

I read The Miscalculations of Lighting Girl by Stacy McAnulty for ours school’s book club and I would say this realistic fiction novel is a window book for me. The reason this book was a window book is because the protagonist was in 7th grade, stopped going to public school in second grade to be homeschooled, had been struck by lightning, was an only child, lived with her grandmother, volunteered at a pet shelter, and was a supper math genius. Even when one looks through a window, one may see their reflection. In other words, although there were many differences, I was able to see some similarities. For example, the protagonist had habits that I used to do at a less extreme version and she lived in North Carolina. 

Oftentimes I read fiction, mystery, adventure, or a mixture of both. This then leads me to read a lot of window books. Sometimes the only thing I have in common with the protagonist is my gender or the fact that we live in the United States. One detail I have noticed that has stopped more connection is the fact that more well known books have white protagonists and don’t talk about phobias. And I’ve barely read a book with LGBTQIA+ characters. These are topics that would have many more kids relating to books. So even though I’m able to find small reflections in windows, we should encourage writers to write stories that cover different topics that different people can relate to.

A Story to be Told

Writing in Process

I’m a writer. I want to be a professional writer. You know where I’m not just doing my own cover. I get a good amount of ideas from life and have a bunch of half baked stories in different notebooks and on pieces of paper. This is one of my newest ideas that I put on my paper. The book would be called Battle Grounds. And it’s about two fifteen year old kids in a place based on either ancient Rome or ancient Greece. I haven’t really decided yet. The boy’s name is Callahan and the girl’s name is Nyx. But anyway. Here’s a sample of the second chapter.

 Nyx

I walked around the market with my cloak hood up. Being the city’s champion, I have a lot of names. My real name is Nyx. The one my family gave me. But various people know me differently. MJ, short for Mocking Jay, is the name I use on the street, Ameca is the name I use with the higher class, and my arena name is Athenyx. Part my name and part the Greek wisdom goddess’s. Athena was (is, I don’t know) the goddess of wisdom, battle strat, and war. And these things are my main strengths when it comes to the arena.

As I walked down the dirt road, I scanned the market, remembering the time I had first come here as a runaway. 

I looked down at my wrist and played with the gold band that the queen had given me as payment. I twisted it back and forth, watching it glint in the sunlight against my bronze skin. 

Another thing that made me different. My skin. I mean it’s not like there’s no one else with a dark skin tone on the streets or in the higher class. But my skin did a weird shifting thing. If I stand next to someone with darker skin, my skin looks lighter than it is. But, if I stand next to someone with lighter skin, then my skin looks darker than it was. This was a thing that I relied heavily on when I lived on the streets having to steal food. I still rely on it when I’m not in the arena, walking around. ‘Allways adapting,’ the Queen says.

“Hey!” I hear someone shout, making me stop twisting my bracelet,“ Get back here!”

I turned my head to the right to see three kids running away with bread and a jug of cider. Half consciously, I smiled and started moving towards them. Honestly I hope they get away. Our punishment system is very extreme. No one steals unless they have to. But before they even make it two stalls over, an officer stops them in their tracks. This makes me push through the crowd of people faster.

“Excuse me officer,” I said when I got over there and put my hood back,“ Is there a problem?”

The officer turned his head to look at me and I saw a wave of shock go over his face. Here’s the thing, no one interfered with officers. Ever. Especially not a girl. It was seen as ‘unladylike’. He cleared his throat.

“These kids stole bread and a jug of cider, ma’am,” he said. His voice wasn’t too deep but it wasn’t the voice of a boy’s weather. He looked to be about fifteen. That’s how old I am. He had greenish, hazelish eyes and light skin. His black hair was short and wavy. He was handsome but I didn’t pay attention to looks. There’s no place for looks in the arena. That only mattered if you were too bloodied up or bruised badly. 

“They will be arrested and then- ”, he said, but I cut him off.

“Let them go,” I said, putting power into my voice,“ I’m sure I can pay for whatever they stole.”

“Ma’am, my implore-.”

“Your implore won’t have to hear about this. Will they? Which do you think they’re more worried about? Some hungry kids or the war going on outside these walls?”

The guard moistened his lips in thought.

“Well the behavior can’t go tolerated,” he said turning to me.

“Of course not,” I said,“And it won’t. They’ll be given a warning. And if this happens again, you might not be as forgiving, will you?”

The guard’s gaze went to the children. Only now did I pay attention to their appearances.

There were three kids. One girl (she seemed to be the oldest and the leader) and two young boys. They all had the same freckled faces and blond hair. I assumed they were siblings.

The guard let out a sigh.

“Fine,” he said to me,“I’ll escort you to the shop.”

“Sure,” I said, as if he had asked a question.

“And you are all dismissed,” he said to the children.

The guard turned and the children slowly started to back away.

“Wait,” I called, softly to them. I crouched down in front of them, lowering myself to their height. I took off the golden band on my wrist.

“Here,” I said, whispering , giving it to them,“ This will get you at least another week’s worth of food if you’re wise with it.”

The girl looked at the younger boys and hesitantly took the band.

“Thank you,” she whispered,“ Miss…”

“Mocking Jay,” I said.

“Miss. Mocking Jay,” she said with a small smile on her lips. Then she and the younger boys ran of into the chaos.

Camp Kirkwood

Wednesday, August 30th

About 8:45am and about 76˚f – About 8:50 pm and temperatures unknown

Getting on the bus with my pillow and string backpack, I sat three seats in front of the back. As we drove into a hurricane, pretty much oblivious until the last twenty minutes, the bus ride, two hours, had brought talking, laughter, drawing, and so many snacks. For the last twenty minutes my eyes were on the sky looking at the rain and looking behind me where the conversations were. After arriving, in the pouring rain, we were rushed to grab a bag. It didn’t matter which bag we grabbed as long as we got it to the pavilion. We were gathered in a way you would in an amphitheater. Except the fact that this wasn’t an amphitheater and we were in a rectangular space. Group by group we were called by cabin. My cabin, cabin two, consisted of the girls in my advisory group, the girls from an advisory group from across the hall in school, and two girls from an advisory group from across the campus. We scavenged for our stuff and walked into the rain. 

The girls’ cabins were to the left of the dining hall if you faced it head on from the front and I later found out that they were to the north. We were cabin two, so not too far from the food but still far enough the walking the path took approximately a minute and a half. As soon as we got in the cabin, I claimed the top bunch closest to the door. While everyone else put their stuff on the floor, I set mine at the foot of my bunk. I slipped off my shoes, made sure not to touch the ground, and climbed up. Only after that did I realize that I had forgotten my sleeping bag at the pavilion. And I had to run back and get it. When I got back I climbed up, same procedure, and opened my sleeping bag all the way open. And I mean the whole zipper. I had my sweatshirt on and my cap. I slung my string backpack over my shoulder, since one of the straps was broken, and sat on the edge of the foot of my bed waiting for everyone else. Oh, and I also went to the bathroom.

When everyone was finally ready, I got down and we walked up to the dinning hall. Our lunch consisted of a turkey sandwich slider, some water, and optional salad. Personally, I liked it. But not everyone did. After lunch, I can’t really remember what we did. We might have gone back to the cabins. Wait, we did. We went back to the cabins and I sat on my perch. I probably went to the bathroom too. Then we went to the flagpole, which was outside the dining hall, and waited there to get the groups we would be staying with for activities. My group was group three and we went to the pool first. Everyone had to take a swim test, that I didn’t take because I didn’t go in that day, and wait for everyone. I sat to the side for a little while until I got bored so I sat at the edge of the pool and got to talk to people. I also got wet (which is a sentence I will use a lot throughout this report) because some people just have natural splash abilities. After the pool everyone went back to their cabins to change. I didn’t need to change but I went back to the cabin anyway. I sat on my perch and waited. After everyone got changed we went to the flag pole to regroup. My group went to the kanga jump, which was this – kind of balloon in the ground thing. It was slick and very bouncy. I probably could have jumped over a person a few times. It was a lot of fun. After that, we left sandy and wet. By then it was raining. My group went to a soccer field and played this game of assassins. I don’t really know what it’s called but the name I gave it pretty much sums it up. We did this for a while and afterwards headed back to our cabins. After that my shoes were wet for days.

 

At the end of the day we ate dinner and went back to our cabins. After that we had a choice to play dodgeball in the pavilion or watch a movie. Dry. But I chose to do dodgeball. And got soaked doing it. Even after I’d taken a shower. We had snow cones and eventually everyone was huddled inside watching the Lorax. Group by group we were called to go back to the cabins. Lights out was 9:00. And we all fell asleep to the sound of a hurricane outside.

Thursday , August 31st

About 6:30 am, temperatures unknown – about 9:00 pm, temperatures unknown.

I woke up first. * shrugs *I had to use the toilet. After that I couldn’t go back to sleep. I put a towel over my head and turned on my flashlight to read and draw. I did this for about thirty minutes before more people started to wake up. We all got ready and went to breakfast at eight. After we ate we went back to the cabins and then we went to the flagpole. My group did nature lessons first. I can really remember what it was called. We did learn a lot of interesting things about trees, though. After that we played board games in the teachers cabin. And I stacked dominoes on top of people’s heads. After that I think we did orienteering. We probably ate lunch after. After that we did the Kanga jump again and played volleyball. By then the first ray of sun came out through the sky. And we all cheered. I don’t celebrate like sunshine but I love this. Afterwards, we went back to the dinning hall and did team building games. We got to hit tables and send secret codes. And then my favorite part happened. The V swing. The V swing was a clip that went high in the air and you pulled a rope… and flew. The fact that I was last, made it ten times better. Afterwards we went to the pool. I got in late because of some poor decisions, but I got in and floated because I had a life vest. It, was, awesome.

As soon as we got back to the cabin I wanted on the ground to go take a shower. I was not about to get chlorine into my bed. I took a shower and washed all the chlorine off. After we went to the dining hall for dinner and after wards we went back to our cabins. I got to go outside and draw. It was really nice being able to be alone even though I loved being with everyone. It was nice to have some quite.

Afterwards we all headed to the front of the dinning hall to an outside seating area that looked out over the lake. We all saw a very big spider and a legless lizard. Both times people screamed. And I sat there calmly. We were arranged by advisory this time and extended that way as well. My advisory walked back towards the cabin that my group stayed in. We gathered around a small fire pit and talked about our best experiences. We also got to see an owl.

After we were led to eat marshmallows and a fire. Almost the entire time that was happening I was looking at the stars. There were so many. Other than that I was looking across the lake where we had left cabin lights on.

When we got back and almost went straight to bed.

 

Friday, September 1st

About 7:00, temperatures unknown – About 12:00, temperatures unknown

I woke up later that morning. Still I got ready and packed all my things up. We went to breakfast and afterwards went canoeing. I had to sit in the haul first and it felt like we were going to tip more than ten times before me and my friend switched spots. When we got back, we zip lined over where we had canoed and after that we want to see a small pig named Bubbles. We played ga-gaball and after that we ate pizza.

We were sent back to our cabins to gather our stuff. And after a bit we got on the buses and left.

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