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At Morning Watch...
Dan: All the worship songs are chosen before the service
Peter: Just like Christians
So in the spirit of being a Christian summer camp we decided to re-enact the Bible. Specifically the part in Genesis where it rained for forty days and forty nights by way of having it rain for four days and for nights. And we're not takling about a light drizzle, we're talking serious downpour (a proper American rain according to Tim. Yes, and I now think that if one were to have, let's say, bronchitis and oh no voice, one should probably not spend six hours in the drenching rain with small children and then sing for an hour in a small confined smoky place. Two days in a row.
Me: Yeah, so I have bronchitis.
Small Child: (gasp) You have brontosaurus?
Here's another special thing about me being ill--I am the person who goes over health forms with the camper's parents when they check in. So the person hacking up massive wads of phlegm and struggling to breathe with a raspy old lady voice was the same person asking with a straight face, "Has your child been exposed to any communicable diseases in the past three weeks?" Hah. Well, they have now! (Don't panic guys, I'm not contagious.)
This week I also developped an allergy to pineapple. This was good considering the pineapples we have for breakfast, in our foil dinner, in upsidedown cake....we even added pineapple as a verse in the fruits of the spirit song.
Peter will be pleased to know that his Biblical lectures are getting through to the youngsters as evidenced by the following explanation of evolution
Small Child: God created people and we were good and then Adam sinned and so God turned us into gorillas but then Jesus came and he turned us into people again.
Peter will also be pleased to know that his drama had the kids enthralled. I know this because I could hear them debating whether or not I was actually dead. It is very hard to play dead when small children are sincerely concerned about your fate.
(Last week Phil said he wanted a picture of us by the New Zealand exhibit at the Smithsonian and I said I was going to take a picture of the blank hallway because the New Zealand exhibit didn't exist. I was joking, but then it turned out the New Zealand exhibit really didn't exist. Because there is no such place.)