Thursday, July 17, 2008

Kids are dumb.

Here's a little summary of my experiences this week at camp... thus far. We ain't done yet! Magnetic Megan may end up with something of a substance abuse problem if the rest of my camps continue in this fashion.
  • Tuesday one of my campers drank a raw egg. We had made "egg helmets" as part of our "Science of Sport" day and upon his egg breaking, he just couldn't resist quaffing down a big gulp of raw chicken ovum. His mom's reaction upon hearing of this: "Well that doesn't sound like Matthew." I don't know... between meeting him for the first time on Monday morning and Tuesday at noon, I thought it sounded exactly like something the little twit would do and that was just around 27 hours of exposure.
  • Yesterday the same child punched another camper in the nose and kicked him in the back. Why? Cause he was bored. He left early. He was not back today. Here's to hoping he's not there tomorrow either. Frankly, I have 12 children by myself and life is much easier without him there to create unnecessary conflict.
  • Today one of my girl campers (who, by and large, possess substantially more logic than their male counterparts) drank powdered dye. What is this drinking-weird-things phenomenon? Is it the child version of pica? Here's the best part: when I looked at her mouth and saw that her tongue, teeth and cheeks were HOT PINK from the dye and inquired how they got that way, she told me "It blew up into my face." Yeah, you gotta watch that spontaneously exploding dye - it's a little-known killer. Later I discovered she had then used it to paint eye shadow on her eyes. Sigh. I guess I shouldn't judge and mock. I was, after all, the kid who cut my own bangs off so I could look like Ariel, the Little Mermaid. Turns out I didn't at all, and the hair that grew back in stuck straight out of my forehead for a good while.
  • I also have a kid that recently (as in last week) moved back to the States from Switzerland. He intermittently speaks German and tries to engage people in discussions about God.
Why me?

** Update! On my last day of camp, the mother of the girl told me that the previous day, when she ate the tie dye, the girl had started to cry a little after her mom called her out on eating the dye..... she cried pink tears. HOW AWESOME IS THAT? That made the whole week worthwhile! That and one of my other girls brought me fresh picked flowers on Friday.

1 comment:

Lisa Rena said...

"I also have a kid that recently (as in last week) moved back to the States from Switzerland. He intermittently speaks German and tries to engage people in discussions about God."....my ex did that but he never lived in Switzerland--he was a drunk.