Thursday 12 April 2012

Mornings


Dusty,
Allergies,
Sore hips.
These mattresses are horrible.
Beep beep beep
Rolling over
Fumbling with her phone
She turns off the alarm
Door opens
Blanket dragging, I walk
The couches. Sitting
Leaning against people
Bed head, morning breath
Everyone has sleepy eyes
Smelling bacon
Coffee wakes us up, only a bit.
What truly wakes us up
And causes a flurry of movement
Is the call
“Breakfast”

Tuesday 10 April 2012

Lantern


We haven’t played a camp wide game yet, and we are already having cocoa. This must mean one thing: we are playing Lantern! Mug and cocoa in hand, my cabin talks this over at our table.
“Guys, Lantern is tonight!” Kelsey brings the topic up.
“YES!” I yell excitedly.
“So how are we going to do this, none of us have ever won. We need to talk strategy” Kathleen states.
“Are we going to stick together?” Lauren suggests.
“That never works.” I shut that idea down.
“So just free for all then, I guess” Sabrina joins in the conversation
“That’s likely what’s going to happen anyway. We’re going to lose each other if we try to stay together anyway” Kathleen agrees as Amber starts clapping to get the rest of the camper’s attention.
“You know what to do, wipe your tables down and flip the benches, and you can head down to campfire.”
Everyone stands up and starts moving. Kelsey and Sabrina go grab a wet cloth to wipe the table down, as they were assigned as ‘gophers’ and cleaned up dinner, so they get to clean up now as well. We flip the benches and head down to campfire, my cocoa not quite finished as usual. I like to drink it slow so I have some at campfire.
We sing some classic songs, I Don’t Wanna Go To Artaban, Cornermaster Store, and Arky Arky, as well as my favourite slow song Rose Red:
Rose rose rose red
Will I ever see thee wed
I will marry at thy will, sire
At thy will

Ding dong ding dong
Wedding bells on an April morn
Carve your name on a moss covered stone
On a moss covered stone

We do our normal high pitched “goodnight campers” before Amber goes up on the platform to do some announcements.
“Most of you are aware that we are playing lantern tonight!” she says, and a Wooo! immediately follows, “you guys should already be in long sleeves and pants and have closed toed shoes on. But before we meet in front of the dining hall in 10 minutes, I’m allowing you all to go put away your mugs and change into the clothes you want to play in. go ahead”
It’s dark enough to require our flashlights to walk up the hill to the cabins. Once there I change into the black long sleeve shirt I brought just to play lantern in, and into my navy blue sweatpants.
The object of the game is to not be seen by the counselors that have flashlights. They flash it on you if they see you, while in the dark. If they see you, you have to travel back down the hill to the bottom and start your quest for the ‘lantern’, which is usually a glow stick.
Tonight we are playing in the section of forest beside the craft hut. This is my favourite place to play as there are lots of bushes and logs to hide behind. As soon as the game officially starts we all ‘disappear’ with the exception of Rob, as he decided to continue to wear his neon yellow sweater. Needless to say, he was the first person to get caught.
I inch along the ground, and I pause behind a log, trying to figure out where the other counselors are. “You with the glasses and brown hair” a male voice says, shining the flashlight right in my eyes. Well, I guess there’s a counselor there I think sarcastically to myself. I figure out a way to get back to the bottom, and head back up, taking a different route; I don’t want to get caught again.
I’m about 3/4 of the way up the hill, and I can see the green glow stick clearly. I just need to figure out a way to get across, as it is to the left of me. As I’m lying on the ground, head up, making sure I’m not getting caught, someone steps on my hand “Ow!” I whisper loudly, as to not give myself away too badly. I slowly inch myself forward, hoping I don’t get seen by the counselor who is nearby. While doing this, I see the glow stick move and a girl yells out “WOOOHOOO!” Of course I didn’t win, I never win at this game, I just always get close.

Monday 9 April 2012

The Kitchen


The November chill
Is in the air as I
Crunch down the
Gravel path towards
The courtyard

My purple and green
Rain boots slush
In the mud
That was created
By last night’s rain

Sleep deprived,
Full of caffeine
I walk past the green fence
After last night
I can handle a little cleaning

Sunday 8 April 2012

Doctor Who?


“Hello, I’m The Doctor”
“Doctor Who?”
Is the joke
About the British tv show

The TARDIS
Is old and blue
Something borrowed
A telephone box
That is bigger on the inside

The Doctor
From Gallifrey
An alien
Out to save all of us humans

The Companion
Who kicks ass
And tags along
For all the great adventures

Wednesday 4 April 2012

The Playground

Recess
yellow monkey bars
the perfect width
for my hands and my hips
to do pullovers and back hip circles
"show off" they scream
as i easily flip my body over the bar
I jump down landing lightly on my feet
while tears start to form in my eyes

Lunch
blue rings
i flip myself up to the top
onto the wood holding them
"Grounders!" you yell
blindingly feeling out in front of you
you cant tag me, cant reach me
and suddenly there is a new rule
i cant use my strengths to my advantage