This is all transcribed from my personal journal, whenever these appear ** it means that I feel a portion of it is personal and i do not wish to share it at this time.
Youth For Liberty Camp- Day 1, June 9th 2014
Well, today has been awesome. Not only did i get to skip moving pipe and sleep in a bit, but i got to drive to one of my most favourite places on Earth with a few of my best friends.
I got a 26 out of 40 on the entrance exam, which determines who goes into the advanced and beginner classes, so that people aren't stuck learning stuff they already knew. Unluckily enough, (and this i didn't know till later) one needs a 27 to make it into the advanced class. i missed by one point.
We had two classes apart, and the two last classes together. the second to last class was on the book/film "We Were Soldiers Once... And Young" by LTG. Hal Moore. The class was taught by Adam Durfee, who started by asking if anyone knew what the symbols he'd drawn on the whiteboard meant. The symbols, being the officer and enlisted rank insignias of the United States Army, i knew, so I proceeded to amaze by listing them all off. (Okay, so i messed up a bit when it got past Sergeant First class, but there's like ten ranks with sergeant in them, and i didn't have those memorized)
The last class was taught by our keynote speaker, a man named Farley Anderson. He dressed as Benjamin Franklin, and brought these paintings that he'd commissioned, and taught us about them. I don't remember all of them, but the one that affected me the most was the one portraying Benedict Arnold. In the painting, Benedict Arnold is wearing a British uniform (the uniform of the enemy) and looking at a distorted view of himself in a window. Through the window one can see a family. But Arnold can't see past his own sad reflection. It shows we need to look beyond ourselves in order to find what we need. It was a very touching portrait.
Outside of class my friends and I formed this little group thing, (we weren't exclusive or anything, we were just almost always together) which included, (but was not limited to) Myself, Austin Brady, Ethan Fausett, Katie Jo Larsen and Chadwick Rogers. After dinner we taught Katie Jo how to play "Ninja destruction" and she loved it, so we had to defend ourselves from her attacks for the whole rest of the day.... But she's cute, so that isn't really a problem. =D
At camp they had night games every night, which most participated in. It was usually Capture The Flag that was played.
So Katie Jo and I are guarding opposite sides of the border cause we were on different teams. We were having a nice conversation when she must have decided that she was faster than me. She takes off after the prisoners, and I go after her cause I can't just let them go. It seems Katie underestimated my power. It wasn't too long before I tagged her, but I snagged my pinkie finger on her nametag and got myself a perfect L-shaped cut on it. So I get to act crippled and scarred for life... Which I am not, thankfully. =D
Despite the horrendous attack on my poor defenseless finger by that mean nametag (which I have hanging on my wall) no prisoners escaped while i was on watch. =D
Well, got to get to sleep if I want to be able to go to the early morning class tomorrow!
Cheers!
JHE
End of chapter.
Hope you enjoyed it! Days 2-4 coming soon! =D
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