Sorry I haven't posted much! I have been very busy, and I've procrastinated some because I knew that writing about all that has happened would be a difficult task. So let's start at the beginning of Art Camp.
The Sunday before camp was very exciting. After church most of the family went to town while I stayed home with Ben and Daddy. When they got back, they brought all kinds of things to pack in my lunch bag like apple sauce, chips, cookies, juice, etc. I planned out what I was going to wear for every single day of the week and I braided my hair before I went to bed so the next day it would be wavy.
On Monday I packed my lunch and and decide that I wouldn't wear the outfit that I had planned to wear. I have found that you can't plan ahead as far as outfits go. You just have to wear what fits your mood for that day. That day I auditioned for the part of Little Red Riding Hood. I also auditioned for the part of a narrator. Since I'm an older kid, I got a larger part as a narrator. At first I was excited, but on Saturday, when I was about to do my part, I got really nervous. It all went well though.
On Saturday afternoon I packed up all of my clothes for 4-H camp. It was very exciting, but I had never been away for more than about two days. On Monday I got up early and told Daddy bye, and a few minutes later got into the car with Timothy and Mama to go to the 4-H office. We soon left to go to Rock Eagle!!!! When we finally got there I wasn't very familiar to the place. I had only been to Rock Eagle once for Ericka and Ben's DPA. 4-H camp has three teams, or in this case, tribes. There are the Shawnees, the Muskogees, and the Cherokees. We were the Muskogees, our colors were yellow, and our symbol was a flaming arrow.
After that our county went back to our cabins and unpacked. Once we were done with that we got to go to the pools. We had a person called a "milk mama" bring us milk, juice, or water every day. She would also play games with us and bring us to the dining hall everyday. Our milk mama's name was Ashley. She was really nice and fun.
One day there was a huge storm at Rock Eagle. I was doing arts and crafts, and had to skip pool time because of the storm. Instead we played games for an hour. They released us to go to our cabins and wait for our milk mamas' or milk daddies'. Miss. Ashley came and brought us to the dining hall. The storm at first was mild, but it soon started to thunder and lightning and the lights were flickering on and off. Since we were stuck in the cafeteria, we all started to have "chant wars". Chant Wars are when each of the tribes try to out scream each other.
The Muskogee Tribal Chant goes line this,
Who rocks the house?
I said the Shawnees rock the house,
And when the Shawnees rock the house,
I said Oops! I lied to you.
Who rocks the house?
I said the Cherokees rock the house,
And when the Cherokees rock the house,
I said Oops! I lied to you.
Who rocks the house?
Yeah the Muskogees rock the house,
And when the Muskogees rock the house,
They rock it all the way down!
Gooooo Muskogees!
Savage!
Annnnddd How!
How is some kind of Indian word.
On Thursday we had all of these competitions, like tug of war, archery, and crab walking. On Friday we found out who won.....the Shawnees. Oh well. It was still amazing and fun and the best thing ever!
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