Youth For Liberty! it can be summed up in one word, (but i'm not sure what that word is...) so i'll have to stick with AMAZING, AWESOME, and WORTH IT!!! i attended with a load of my good buddys (not to copy Zack, but you know who you are), and got a bit more. i honestly thought about copy and pasting my buddy Zack's version, ( http://tjedkid.blogspot.com/2013/09/summer-splash-44.html ) but our accounts differ just a wee bit...
day 1: i (almost) fail the entrance exam, meet new people, become a hand at gutterball (it's different there than everywhere else), introduce myself in front of the entire camp as a three time astro camp grad, captain, reader, and all-out awesome person! and sleep terribly. (some of the guys in my cabin were of the opinion that someone was sleep walking)
day 2: get up early and go on a run, (it's so much easier going up hills there, than going up hills wearing my usual full combat uniform, including cardboard m16) and what else happened...(hang on, let me get my journal) found it! alright let's see... after breakfast i went to my classes, after lunch during recreation time, Alex learns not to take my hat (some people are so dumb when it comes to that.) start on my rep as the mob boss (i set up a lot of games of mafia at camp) calmed my good buddy Zack down after he got a bit mad during the game of jeopardy we played... (some of you know him by a different name, just text me and ask) night games was alright, but there wasn't anybody who wore any neon.... =(
day 3 0530 (0 dark-thirty) fall out of my bed onto the floor when the camp "communist" (that's what the other guys called him, but i thought he was cool, maybe i'm just weird. oh wait, i am weird!) flipped on the lights and ordered us out of the cabin, (my thoughts: "fire?" i see his uniform, "Russians?" then "dang, i better get out of here!") i pull on my "uniform" over my shorts, then hurry out, to almost immediately freeze to death (it was cold!) after thawing (somewhat) i hurry to the flagpole, where we get told that the Russians have indeed invaded, and we're being sent to the nearest boot camp (this is where Zack's account and mine differ. he seems to think we went on a hike with wooden rifles to a clearing where we learned about being men) after it got warmer, we all went back and had breakfast,went to our classes, and had lunch, then it was time for more mafia! (apparently it was time for the mob boss to die, the mafia shot me in the face, but i survived, so the yakuza hit me with a baseball bat.) then it was time for the obstacle course! i must say, i did pretty well. we had to cross a pond on a rope (30- seconds was my time, not kidding, ask any of my team members) light up a light bulb with a potato, (didn't complete that one), balance our entire team on a board and tire, (that was over fast) move a truck 30 feet using a pulley system (we just barely made it!!) crawl 40(ish) feet on the volleyball court (i loved it! got to do it twice! once pushing the log!) and work on our noticing skills, in the way of helping one of the counselors, move stuff ('tis a good thing I'm a boy scout...) then at the last all the teams got together, and had a flour sock war. (our team was out first, they don't play my way...) but all in all, i loved it! afterwards there was a scrum in the dudes section of showers, (i was fast and had all my stuff ready, so i got in first) after dinner we listened to Joe Wolverton speak (he was our keynote, and was AMAZING!!) i didn't really want to do night games all that much, there was just to many people, and i was tired, but i was persuaded by some lassies, (again, you know who you are) and had a wee bit of fun playing capture the flag. (except they weren't flags, they were backpacks)
day 4 the last day!!! no!!! nobody went on a run that day, we were all to beat. (not broken, just tired) after the last class of the camp, (and last lunch) we all signed each other's books, had a water balloon massacre, customized our rifles, (mine has our sacred honour, Irish mafia ((not the westies)), and a name inscribed on it) and just messed around. then we packed up all of our stuff, cleaned our cabins, and headed to the awards ceremony. (my parent's didn't show) but 'twas still good. the cabin i was in (Alexander Hamilton) lost the cleanest cabin contest to the John Hancock cabin by 4 points! 32-36! gaah!! we were so close! after that disheartening announcement, we watched a video of the reason the older girl's cabin didn't win, (they soaked the cabin inspector) which was pretty funny, and it put them at 248 points under, (which is weird, because forty points was the maximum you could earn) after that, we were each given our own unique awards, (i got the strategy award, for being the master strategist that i am) afterwards we had refreshments and said our goodbyes, (which was sad!) and had refreshments, (which wasn't so sad) and left.
the end
if i had pictures i would post them, but i don't.
http://youthforlibertycamp.blogspot.com/
i hope those who went enjoyed reliving camp, and those who didn't go enjoyed finding out more about it
cheers!
Joel "McHaggis" Elliott
(i did not choose that nickname, it was given me.)
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