Silly Turkey, That’s A Human!
Apr 26, 2009
SPRING IS HERE! Or at least it feels (felt) like it. Last Friday was inntennse with spring fever (everyone – this includes me – was acting crazy and jumping off the walls with the want to run around outside. Our want was satisfied).. It was a Friday, anyway, which means at our school you have basically no classes and just electives/fun-ness all day. Then again, Chicago has tricked us before. I remember saying just the same thing about nice weather, (what, two months ago?) only to find a foot of snow on the ground and that next morning.
This weekend I went on a school camping trip with a bunch of my friends and some teachers. Yes, I thought the same thing at first, too. “Ew, camping with teachers?” (you were thinking that, right?). I thought it was going to be especially weird since it was on one of my best friend’s grandparent’s property. And especially especially weird for my best friend, who had to be controlled by teachers in his own-ish home. But, it was actually really, really fun. Partially because the farm we went to was amazing, and partially because the teachers that came with us were also amazing.
Lemme give you a little background on this place. It’s owned by a very successful man, who is on the board of a bugajillion companies and had a hand in building Millennium Park and kuh-razy things like that. The farm consists of a big forest, multiple ponds, incredible landscaping, many many buildings, art from around the world, and lots more stuff. Seriously, you have to see this place to believe it. This wasn’t my first time going there (I’ve been before on non-school trips), but if it was it would still be just as stunning.
That big ditch in the middle there used to be a pond a loong time ago… once (a couple years back) we drove an SUV in it. It was very enjoyable.
It rained A TON while we were there, which bummed us out – until we embraced it and got all muddy and jumped in puddles, that is. Getting wet was fine, considering there’s a nice, hot SAUNA waiting for us when we get inside! Later in the day we rode bikes around and almost got attacked by rabid turkeys. Apparently it’s some sort of mating season for them, so, uh.. they weren’t in a good mood – for humans, that is.
AAH RAVENOUS HORNY TURKEYS!
After it got really dark we had a massive Capture the Flag game. The teams were 7th graders VS. All (including teachers), and, believe it or not, we won. Our team slogan was TEAM, an acronym for: Turds, Equality, Animals/America (same thing), and Mules. And when someone was in trouble we were supposed to yell BIG TURDS. Hey, since when were seventh graders supposed to be mature or appropriate? The game was epic.
When it was time for bed we moved all of our crap into the silo, a big concrete/brick thingy that’s hard to describe.. there are two rooms, one of which is carpeted and heated, and one that is extremely freezing and has a cold stone floor. To decide which sex got the nice warm room, we had a foosball tournament. Boys won, I was happy.
That’s the silo there in the back between these two houses.
But when we got all settled in the silo, the girls were not happy. At all. In fact, I think they would have rather slept on a bed of nails than in the other cold room. Maybe not, but still, they were not liking their room. By the time they discovered a nest of ladybug eggs (along with hundreds of dead ladybugs) under one of the chairs, they were nearly peeing their pants. One of the teachers came into the boys’ room to ask if we could maybe, just maybe consider letting the girls have our room. He said he’d “make it up to us in a big way” if we did. So we agreed and switched into the nasty room, which ended up being not so bad. Anyway, the girls were VERY happy with this and many many hugs and OH EM GEE, I LOVE YOU’s followed.
Yeah, you’re probably pretty sick of seeing these star-made-out-of-fingers things. Ours has a little twist on it.
The second day (today), we woke up and had a “treasure hunt.” We were supposed to look for a “treasure chest” somewhere around the property and whoever found it had to split the loot amongst everybody. Someone found it, and I am SO GLAD they found it. That treasure chest had plenty of loot. Some much loot, that not all of it was even taken. Do you know what the loot was? Guess. YES! CANDY AND CHEAP NOVELTY TOYS! I got a made-in-China watch that is so cheap it has no battery in it. I got a handful of candy, too. Mmmm.
That candy is wearing off now.. School tomorrow. Bye!
Hehe, Glad you had fun. Our school camps seem to be a lot cheaper than what yours looks like.
We went on a ski trip once, which was actually great because the weather was quite bad so we couldnt go up to the mountains. This meant hours and hours in our cabins playing games and talking (…or screaming).
I love school camps anyway.
I want that watch.
I cracked up when I read “AAH RAVENOUS HORNY TURKEYS”!
CAPTURE THE FLAG FTW. aHHHH camp memories don’t let them come back.
and foosball for the prize is NOT FAIR, boys are proven to be better at that kind of thing. You should’ve done something all children should be good at, like tying shoes! Though I would much rather sleep next to a ladybug nest than most of the chicks in my grade.
HEY I know that watch character.. we have a deck of cards with her on it or something like that, somewhere. Her and a bowl of noodles. Oh, stereotypes.
P.S. you won’t be able to pull those silly hand motions once you’re Accepted As An Adult Into The Jewish Community, mister. Moses and his goats judge you.
Do birds discriminate? The black birds are on one side and the white ones are on the other side in the first picture. :)
Tavi: ’tis my friend, not me, making that hand gesture.. DO NOT FEAR, Moses’ goats are not nearly as judgemental as you think. They’d just bite off his hand or something. Is that a little harsh?