Sorry about the delay, anyway this is a post about My latest scout camp. Before I left my mother packed my stuff and drove me over to Brother Easthopes' house. There I met Bradley Pireson and headed to Camp Warwa. In fact where I was, If you go north for half an hour, you will reach my Grandpa and Grandma Shipley's house which I will be visiting during Teacher's Convention and the weekend. Once I got there I had dinner (which was chili) played tetherball had a fireside and played 'find the deacons.' me and Brad chose a hiding spot and lied completely still. When I made a run for it, a flashlight spotted me, but the guy holding it didn't. Whenever I was standing motionless when the light passed over me I wasn't spotted, but I was caught anyway. Before bedtime we slept in cabins that was loaded with bunk beds bunk beds. But before bed, my roommate Bradley told me about CARNIVOROUS SQUIRRELS!!!!! They gnaw through the roof and kill you! Then they burrow through your muscles and eat your organs, skin, buff and all! I couldn't sleep for 2 hours! But I pulled out Preach My Gospel and reading it drived it out of my mind. The next morning was a rude awakening. I was waken up at 7:30 (the time I usually wake up for school) and if I didn't, they throw me in the lake! So I got up, changed into my clothes and went for breakfast. After that was the fun and games! First we did fire starting . We got some dead grass, dry leaves and wood then we model fires (with matches). Then we did cross country skiing, which is nothing like ordinary skiing. You do it on flat land. There was some downhill action but the terrain wasn't pleasent. I had a few falls on sticks and bumpy terrain but I had fun. Then was the vertical playground, where you climb wood, tires, ladders etc. after that we sang songs then went to bed. Next morning we had breakfast then more activities! First we did dodgeball, whe go on the lake and pelt each other with spheres. I on my team was really good. I was hardly hit until the very end. I was like Samuel the lamanite all the arrows (balls) missed me like God was protecting me with some kind of forcefield. Then we had broomball. We used brooms not hockey sticks to score goals. I was having fun until someone accidently hit me with a broom. It hurt but that was nothing compared to my fractured arm and my seven minor wounds (parody of the seven deadly sins). Much later we had a closing fireside and left for home.
I had a fun time but there is no place like home!
