School camp!
Is it just me or is everyone not sure if they’re looking forward to next week?
I won’t be at work next week…but I’m not sure you could say I’m going on a holiday.
You see, on Monday morning, I’m hopping on a bus with one hundred stella maris year sevens…for a five day day camping trip to central queensland.
Day one is a 12 hour bus trip to Roma (with comfort stops – I’m assured)…
Out there we’ll go to the cattle sales and check out something called the big rig, before we move on to Carnarvon Gorge and a number of other outback delights.
My daughter Milli was really keen for me to go along…and I’ve never managed to be a reading Mum or do tuck shop…so I thought as her primary school days came to a close it was the least I could do…so I’m off…
I was surprised Mill wanted me to go really…in my experience parents aren’t that well received at camp…
I remember when Beverley Castle’s Mum surprised her on the morning of our year seven camp by pulling her suitcase from behind the car seat and announcing “Surprise…I’m coming too” Beverley burst into tears and had to be consoled for the rest of the day…
Alex Hatch’s Mum went down in history in year six….they served up cabbage and spinach for dinner…Mrs Hatch declared we’d all have either, either or both…and stood over each and every one of us until it was gone…
Then there was the two dad’s on the rotary camp who took along a couple of flagons and went skinny dipping to the amusement of everyone except their own children…
So I know what not to do…when they load my bags on the bus you might hear a suspicious clink clink clink….just to soothe the nerves Mill…and I promise to keep my kit on….
I won’t be at work next week…but I’m not sure you could say I’m going on a holiday.
You see, on Monday morning, I’m hopping on a bus with one hundred stella maris year sevens…for a five day day camping trip to central queensland.
Day one is a 12 hour bus trip to Roma (with comfort stops – I’m assured)…
Out there we’ll go to the cattle sales and check out something called the big rig, before we move on to Carnarvon Gorge and a number of other outback delights.
My daughter Milli was really keen for me to go along…and I’ve never managed to be a reading Mum or do tuck shop…so I thought as her primary school days came to a close it was the least I could do…so I’m off…
I was surprised Mill wanted me to go really…in my experience parents aren’t that well received at camp…
I remember when Beverley Castle’s Mum surprised her on the morning of our year seven camp by pulling her suitcase from behind the car seat and announcing “Surprise…I’m coming too” Beverley burst into tears and had to be consoled for the rest of the day…
Alex Hatch’s Mum went down in history in year six….they served up cabbage and spinach for dinner…Mrs Hatch declared we’d all have either, either or both…and stood over each and every one of us until it was gone…
Then there was the two dad’s on the rotary camp who took along a couple of flagons and went skinny dipping to the amusement of everyone except their own children…
So I know what not to do…when they load my bags on the bus you might hear a suspicious clink clink clink….just to soothe the nerves Mill…and I promise to keep my kit on….
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