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The Whole Lice Thing
As today was the first day of school, I had to recount alot of stuff that happened to me over the summer. One of those things was "The Whole Lice Thing". After I thought about it for a minute I realized that I had yet to post this AMAZING story on LJ so here you go, "The Whole Lice Thing -- o and don't freak out until you've read the whole story:
Over the summer, I went to a camp. I had gone before and had a blast. In the past, I had only gone for a week as a camper, but this year was special. I got to go for two weeks and was no longer a camper, but what what is called a CIT(Counsler in Training). I was uber excited. The first week all the CITs were together in one of the units. During the day the CIT director, Josh, would give us "Focuses" (which are like lessons on how to deal with different stuff we might have to as counslers, and like group working stuff, but Josh doesn't like school so he called him Focuses instead.) Anyways, the first week was alot of fun. In the afternoons we got to shadow counslers, so that by the end of the week we had been in all the units and could decide which on we liked best. There are four units -- Fircrest, which is for the 7-10 year old girls, Greenwood, which is for the 7-10 year old boys, Aldergrove -- which is for the 11&12 year olds(boys and girls alike), and Sparpole, which is for the 13%14 year olds. I chose Fircrest. So we all went home for the weekend and then came back again on Sunday to go for our second week. The week wasn't going that bad -- the girls were a bit dull, but nothing too bad. Then wednesday rolled around. It was a pretty normal day at camp -- woke up, breakfast, cleaned cabins, first and second activies and then lunch. After lunch was thrid activy which was pool. I was all ready to go swimming -- and I wanted to go really bad because it was REALL hot, like 100+ degrees. I was LITERALLY running to jump in the pool, when Josh, who was also the life gaurd, was like, "STOP, I just got a page on the wakie that all the CITs have to got to the A-Frame ASAP for a emergency head check." I was like sure, whatever, they'll just move my hair around and I'll be out of there, in no time -- BACK TO THE POOL. I walk over to the A-Frame -- as I was one of the first people to be told to go over there, was TOWARDS the front of the line. Close enought that I could see the window that was in the A-frame(which is just this building with a slatted roof that makes the walls too)Anyways, in the window I could see a group of about seven or eight people just sitting their -- I had no idea why they were there. Finally I got inside, nervous as anything, and the two people checking heads told me to flip my head upside down so my hair was haning down. I did. They moved my hair around a bit -- just as I thought they would -- and then they blew on my neck. Then they told me to have a seat. I took a seat next to the others and they told me that anyone sitting had lice. I was like SERIOUSLY? NO!!! When, finally, they checked all of the CITs(most of them had lice, only five didn't)someone made the desesion to check the ENTIRE camp. It took about two hours for them to check all the CITs, the others had been there for an hour before me, some of them. They told me that one of the CIT's(Kasey) mom had called in to tell the camp that his sister had lice and that it was possible that he might have it too. It took about four hours to check the rest of the camp. Most of Aldergrove, Sparpole, and the staff had lice. None of the younger kids did. Millie, the camp nurse, was called in to double check people. First the staff, because they were SERIOUSLY understaffed, then any campers or CITs there were apart of Sparpole, because they were having a sleep out, and then the rest of the campers, and FINALLY the CITs. I knew I was in for a long wait. It took another hour to check the staff. We had nothing what so ever to do. We couldn't leave the A-frame, only to go the the restroom. The timed our bathroom vists to see if we seeked off. By the time that about 3/4s of the people had been double checked it was around 6:30, which is dinner time at camp. We were all getting hungry. Oh, and NO ONE that had been double checked yet had lice. Even Kasey -- who started it all. At around 6:45, half way through dinner for everyone else, Doug, the camp director, came in and told us that we had set a table for us. All we had to go in the side door and go to the first table. We sat at the isolation table -- we were avoided like the plague. we were crazy bored by then and something TOTALLY stupid(maybe I'll tell you about this sometime) made us CRACK UP, we just started laughing right there at dinner. Soon, we laughed so hard we cried. Then, our humor tears turned into really tears. We were sitting at this table with everyone starring at us, just weeping. Quickly we finished our dinner, and went back into the A-frame -- most of us couldn't step inside. A few hours we were set free. I had been in the A-frame for NINE HOURS, with absolutly nothing to do. We went out to the field. We were met with a tear filled reunion -- seriously people were crying for us. It was bad. I would have to say that it was the worst day of my life -- no joke. It turned out that NO ONE AT ALL had lice. The rest of the week went on uneventful.
And that's "The Whole Lice Thing"
boredOver the summer, I went to a camp. I had gone before and had a blast. In the past, I had only gone for a week as a camper, but this year was special. I got to go for two weeks and was no longer a camper, but what what is called a CIT(Counsler in Training). I was uber excited. The first week all the CITs were together in one of the units. During the day the CIT director, Josh, would give us "Focuses" (which are like lessons on how to deal with different stuff we might have to as counslers, and like group working stuff, but Josh doesn't like school so he called him Focuses instead.) Anyways, the first week was alot of fun. In the afternoons we got to shadow counslers, so that by the end of the week we had been in all the units and could decide which on we liked best. There are four units -- Fircrest, which is for the 7-10 year old girls, Greenwood, which is for the 7-10 year old boys, Aldergrove -- which is for the 11&12 year olds(boys and girls alike), and Sparpole, which is for the 13%14 year olds. I chose Fircrest. So we all went home for the weekend and then came back again on Sunday to go for our second week. The week wasn't going that bad -- the girls were a bit dull, but nothing too bad. Then wednesday rolled around. It was a pretty normal day at camp -- woke up, breakfast, cleaned cabins, first and second activies and then lunch. After lunch was thrid activy which was pool. I was all ready to go swimming -- and I wanted to go really bad because it was REALL hot, like 100+ degrees. I was LITERALLY running to jump in the pool, when Josh, who was also the life gaurd, was like, "STOP, I just got a page on the wakie that all the CITs have to got to the A-Frame ASAP for a emergency head check." I was like sure, whatever, they'll just move my hair around and I'll be out of there, in no time -- BACK TO THE POOL. I walk over to the A-Frame -- as I was one of the first people to be told to go over there, was TOWARDS the front of the line. Close enought that I could see the window that was in the A-frame(which is just this building with a slatted roof that makes the walls too)Anyways, in the window I could see a group of about seven or eight people just sitting their -- I had no idea why they were there. Finally I got inside, nervous as anything, and the two people checking heads told me to flip my head upside down so my hair was haning down. I did. They moved my hair around a bit -- just as I thought they would -- and then they blew on my neck. Then they told me to have a seat. I took a seat next to the others and they told me that anyone sitting had lice. I was like SERIOUSLY? NO!!! When, finally, they checked all of the CITs(most of them had lice, only five didn't)someone made the desesion to check the ENTIRE camp. It took about two hours for them to check all the CITs, the others had been there for an hour before me, some of them. They told me that one of the CIT's(Kasey) mom had called in to tell the camp that his sister had lice and that it was possible that he might have it too. It took about four hours to check the rest of the camp. Most of Aldergrove, Sparpole, and the staff had lice. None of the younger kids did. Millie, the camp nurse, was called in to double check people. First the staff, because they were SERIOUSLY understaffed, then any campers or CITs there were apart of Sparpole, because they were having a sleep out, and then the rest of the campers, and FINALLY the CITs. I knew I was in for a long wait. It took another hour to check the staff. We had nothing what so ever to do. We couldn't leave the A-frame, only to go the the restroom. The timed our bathroom vists to see if we seeked off. By the time that about 3/4s of the people had been double checked it was around 6:30, which is dinner time at camp. We were all getting hungry. Oh, and NO ONE that had been double checked yet had lice. Even Kasey -- who started it all. At around 6:45, half way through dinner for everyone else, Doug, the camp director, came in and told us that we had set a table for us. All we had to go in the side door and go to the first table. We sat at the isolation table -- we were avoided like the plague. we were crazy bored by then and something TOTALLY stupid(maybe I'll tell you about this sometime) made us CRACK UP, we just started laughing right there at dinner. Soon, we laughed so hard we cried. Then, our humor tears turned into really tears. We were sitting at this table with everyone starring at us, just weeping. Quickly we finished our dinner, and went back into the A-frame -- most of us couldn't step inside. A few hours we were set free. I had been in the A-frame for NINE HOURS, with absolutly nothing to do. We went out to the field. We were met with a tear filled reunion -- seriously people were crying for us. It was bad. I would have to say that it was the worst day of my life -- no joke. It turned out that NO ONE AT ALL had lice. The rest of the week went on uneventful.
And that's "The Whole Lice Thing"