We had no broken bones, no wedgies, and no shortage of food. I think those in and of themselves make a great start to any party. In reality, not a lot of the guys showed up until around 11 and then most of them left after a while to go home and sleep. WHAT A SHAME AND A PITY!!! At least now we know who the real guys are.
Ok, so perhaps it’s not as bad as I want to make it sound, for instance, two of the guys were going hunting in the morning, and actually needed to get some sleep, so, I guess they are sortof real men.
We did have some smashing food; bratwursts, Mom’s cabbage salad, lots of random snacks, lots of random pop, and some desert that Kevin’s mom made. Just good times!
One notable person at the campout was one of our ministers, Julian Nisly. He has been attending our SS class regularly (because the ministers can decide which class to attend) so we decided to invite him to our campout. It was just good times for all!!!
Ok, I think now I will mention that this has been a really lame and rambly post so far, and by all appearances will continue to be lame. So, perhaps I should end this post because of the lameness I am becoming increasingly aware of.
Or, perhaps, I shouldn’t, if you see what I mean.
Like, yeah, I think I like that idea, so here goes.
Church this morning was a little different than normal because some students from an Anabaptist History and Thought class from Hesston College attended. So, our awesome SS class was “joined” (from Winnie-Pooh) by three students, Ben, Issac, and Drew. They mostly listened, but it was good to be “joined” (said in a really spooky tone). After church we had a carry-in meal to give us a time of less formal interaction. Random question from interaction: “Are you 19?” Answer: “No, I’m 17.” I sortof get a kick out of making people guess my age.
After the carry-in, there was a more formal time of questions and answers led by Bishop David. That was really very interesting.
This afternoon I decided I wanted to go play piano at Jacob’s house, so I did. That was NICE.
I think I will go prepare to go to the singing.
Peace and noodles.
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