Camporee! by Emma

 (note by Karen - Em forgot her camera)

The Ninja Dance

CAMPOREE!


It all started with the car trip. We listened to lots of Lady Gaga, "I Kissed a Girl" by Katy Perry, and much more. One of us (an anonymous sleeper) had a nap on the way there.

STINK LEVEL RAISED TO 1!

Once we got there, it was time to set our tent up.
It took a while.

STINK LEVEL RAISED TO 2!

When we all got settled in with our sleeping bags, (an arrangement that changed throughout the trip,) it was time for lunch. We had hot dogs, juice boxes, chips, and the like. Unfortunately, one of our troop girls got sick and threw up, so she had to go home. We were all very sad, but we made jokes and said that she could set up a fort in her room and sleep in her sleeping bag so that she got to camp too. (her jeans were found in the tent the last day and returned to her eventually).

There were no showers and  only two toilets, so we waded in our own dirt the whole time.


The next day something horrible happened. One of us kittens lost her mittens! Which was even worse than you think, because in the mornings we begged for our coats.

If you are or were a Girl scout you will know that the punishment for losing your stuff and not being the one to find it (if you were the one that found it you got out of punishment) then you had to do the Grey Squirrel Dance to get it back. There was a lot of Grey Squirrel dancing, and some times a girl would swipe something from another girl’s area just to make her dance!

STINK LEVEL RAISED TO 3!

Day three was no different in the morning. But in the middle of the day, each troop put on a little show. And since our troop is such great dancers and singers (as you all know,) we did the Ninja dance.


Before I continue to explain the performances, I must explain my deepest fear. A certain cadette. The first day at lunch she walked up to me, put her arm around my neck so I had a little trouble breathing, and whispered in my ear “I’m gonna kill you”. The next day she did the same thing, but then I counter-attacked by whispering “you only have a day and a half left so get a move on it.”


Back to the performance stories! Her troop put on a wonderful play, but right when they were taking their bows, she just stared at me unblinkingly and completely still. I have nightmares about that chick even now.

STINK LEVEL RAISED TO 4!

Rock climbing on another occasion

On day two (I GO OUT OF ORDER!) we had little activities, and mine was rock climbing.  I got more than half way up when my breaths got faster and bigger. My fingers started to grab the rocks for dear life, but thank goodness the instructor told me to just let go. I was on a harness, so when I let go I just hung there for a minute. Then I started up again.
And my fingers did it again.
That was about as far as I got. (but on another rock climbing trip a long time later I reached the top!)

Then we went what the class called Geo-caching, wich was really just toying with a GPS for about four hours.
Eventually we ended up just laying in the grass napping or playing in the dirt.

STINK LEVEL MAXED OUT!

Then we heard the huge news- my parents were the ones that would bring us home! 
In the car ride *anonymous girl* and I were the only ones in mom’s car. We sang songs that we had learned, chatted about what we had done, and sat silently looking out the windows.
Sadly for dad’s car there were four smelly girls taking naps.




STINK LEVEL OVERFLOW! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! EXPLOSION OF STINK IMMINENT!


And that is how we ended up being branded as the smelliest Girl scouts ever to live.

Karen says - The girls were definitely stinky. Poor Max's car smelled for like a week. We eventually got some "pet smell" febreeze and just left the windows open. Oh, and said girls in my car did not sit silently looking out windows that I remember. Lots of songs. The fun thing was that many of them were ones that I remembered from my Girl Scout days, so I could sing along. Then, we saw a license plate that said a naughty word, so I drove like 120 to get a picture of it.