The Camp Of Chaos
Hello this is entry number 44 camp chapter 1 I’m Ava your Agent now today we are going into the life of a year six girl on her first camp Let’s go!
At the crack of dawn, I awoke sleepy & grumpy. I hadn’t slept well at all as the pterodactyl’s refused to slumber. Dragging my feet across the hall and out the door wheeling my suitcase slowly behind me, I hopped into the car as my Dad and I waddled into school my heart pounding out of my chest. This was it! I was terrified but I had to face my fear. I didn’t want to get on the bus it was scary and the school was my safe place I pleaded with my Dad “I’m scared Dad I can’t do this noooooooo I can’t go” But to late I was on the bus trapped no escape.
I made the journey to camp just fine although it was so noisy I had a headache we sat down for lunch and talked for a while then we headed off for a long walk.
The walk took hours. It was so hot it felt like the sun was giving me a pat on the back and felt as long as the Nile river. My friends and I walked slowly chatting every second, and at one point we even started tripping over ourselves. We were so tired.
When we arrived at camp we flopped down on our beds we were all so tired but our first activity was coming up orienteering!
I listened to my dad while staring up at the trees.
The forest was above me towering down, this was it, the last glimpse of light. The map was labelled and I was so confused I felt like a tiger trying to decipher an apple in a maze of tomatoes. I was a raging storm making sure I destroyed everything in my path. Slowly one by one,I ticked off the poles.
Go Carts woo-hoo I was exited for my turn I knew I’d rule over everyone.
The engine roared and hissed as I hit the gas pedal. As I gathered speed I felt dust surrounding my lungs. I’d never gone this fast before.
Kaboom! Swish! Screech! I brushed the finish line and parked perfectly.
Time for zip lining no time to spare
The Zipline towers down at me trying to scare me away, but I’m not scared at all! I start to climb as I feel the wind against my hair. It’s howling back at me but I brush the fear away. I tell myself I love this stuff as I get to the top. I feel like a dog being attached to the harness then the gate opens I rush out and a nice lady hooks me on, weeeeeeeee! I did it! I soared through the air like an eagle catching its prey.
Up the climbing wall “go go go”
I set off up the wall with confidence. I’m off clambering, carefully, catapulting myself up the wall. As I get higher my palms go sweaty and hurt a lot. I’m stuck. I don’t know what to do but I want to keep going. I grab for a hole but badly misplace it. I feel like I’ll fall but I just swing there mid air. I tell my group I need to come down and I’m lifted to safety.
Food yes!
he smell of chicken drifted from table to table wafting under people’s noses encouraging them to have more. What was that wonderful smell? Chicken and Veg! My fav! As the chicken gets wedged between my teeth I stuff more and more into my mouth until I can’t eat anymore.
Time to explain my bunk room mainly night one
It was the dead of night. I was nervous and only a handful of my friends were awake. It was cold and I felt shaky. I wanted to go home and I had a sudden urge to shout out. I felt like crying so I went to find my dad BUT HE WENT TO BED! I couldn’t believe it so I sprinted back to my room slamming the door behind me. I started to cry and my friends came to comfort me. After a while I gave up on trying to get to sleep and my friends just talked and talked and talked until dawn.
Thank you for listening to number 44 report Chapter one I’m Ava and thank you Please
keep in mind this is why you should go to Woodend Camp.
Kia ora Ava, what a great well detailed blog post, I enjoyed how you talked about your most enjoyed experiences. Sounds like you had a crazy loud bunkroom.
It was great to have your dad there as well.
Miss Gill.