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Tuesday, June 19, 2007
I won a bottle and a mini torchlight for church camp lol. This year the theme was "Hiking the Heights", and the teams were Rugged Rams, Brave Bears and Mighty Moose. On the first day of church camp, the Rams were leading in their points. We were about 20 points behind them, followed by Moose, lagging way behind. We played games - using a toilet brush to steer a football around four cones and throw it in a basketball net as well as running backwards around the cones and throwing your shoe into the net. My shoe was too big so it bounced out. =(. We learnt about rams that day. They could run up mountain slopes at 25 km/h and run on flat ground at 50 km/h! They could use a foothold about 5 cm wide! We learnt about Amy Carmichael. Bleh. She's like one of those perfect storybook characters. I read her biography before. She's like those usual 'strong-headed, stubborn and wilful' girl who always get what they want. Perhaps the reason why I'm prejudiced against them is because my sister is like that and I'm those sort of very 'guai', very quiet, don't think properly sort of people that are suited for maids and are always overshadowed by others. Damn!

The second day we were leading by 5 points. We had 260, Rams had 255 and Moose had 210. Haha. Haha. We had to shoot an arrow through a hole (those sort that are like with suckers) and string some dunno-what beads on to a thread (everyone cheated and put in two at a time, or three for the experts). We learnt about Amy Carmichael again. And this time she was the sort that has a very big heart. She saved this infamous Red Tigar (the teacher made it sound like Red Tigger) and made him into a good soul and God saved her from many dangers. *haiix* I want to become a missionary but I have no money, no job and no parents' permission. We learnt about the moose today. It seems that the average moose from hoof to shoulder is 1.8m! Isn't that cool! They go without food during the breeding season because they are so involved in the fighting for the females. Stupid moose! And that's why we, the grizzly bears, attack them during this season. We are clever! Hooray! We can fight! Hooray! We can take down large prey! Hooray! Anyway we were shown a video of a moose and a bear fighting. We had a vote. Like who thought the moose would win and who thought the bear would win. ALL the mooses raised their hands. Part of us bears raised our hands. No hands from rams. Then as for the bear winning, all the rams raised their hands and part of us raised our hands. I thought the moose would win. It was sort of half-half. And we watched the female grizzly bear prowling around the moose. Stupid moose! He didn't attack, just kept watching the bear. He acted like a coward behind the shield of his big horns. What a disgrace! Anyway the moose's horns were very large and long, expanding sideways. The bear took advantage of this and attacked in the middle, biting the moose's neck. In a few minutes the fight was over. I say again, stupid moose.

The third day. The most fun part was the Dressing-up Competition. The teacher hinted that smaller-sized people would be better. But we chose this P4 guy I think, that was like kinda round and fat, and he had a face like a teddy. So he had to go up. Well anyway, ours was the most dressed at the end of about a minute. The bear's face wasn't coloured brown but he had that underbelly sort of teddy thing and he was fully dressed, not like the rams, whose model really looked like a model with a sort of tube dress and a plain white face. The moose was a bit mixed up. They used a rubber band to tie the mask around the head. The face was like stripy with lots of spaces in between and there was a pair of orange glasses on it. The brown crepe paper he 'wore' was like shredded tissue... in some areas only. I was rather expecting the moose to win. It was original after all. But hey! we won. Lol. I said sort of a "Good job!" to that P4 guy with a sort of XD smile... I think. He looked surprised and nodded, saying thanks. My sister (in Rams) laughed at me, saying that I started talking to boys. And I retorted that at least our model didn't look like some underdressed model. Anyway we learnt about us today! The fact that we were left to the last meant we were the best and most interesting animal. It's always like that. You must have a splendid grand finale after all. Anyway we learnt about pandas, blacks, grizzlies and polars. Pandas were boring. We didn't talk much about them. Black bears ate honey, fish. Yada yada. You can REALLY lie down and pretend to be dead and they will really go away! In a way, they're cute in a stupid, gullible way. Grizzlies were the second fiercest of all bears. It was a grizzly who attacked that moose. No wonder that moose didn't stand a chance. They ate small and large mammals. A P2 boy asked if we could just lie down and pretend to be dead and the bear would just go away. !!!!!!! That lamo guy. Anyway the teacher replied that if we tried to play dead the grizzly would just eat us up. It would be saving the grizzly time to actually - no need to run after their prey. The fiercest were the polar bears. :[ They eat seals, walruses, penguins and the sort. They are 3m tall when they stand up!!! Taller than our church ceiling. They showed us how the polar bears hunted - dig a hole in the ice, wait for a seal to surface (need to breathe), and Tag! You're It! and the polar bear has a nice big meal. Anyway we had extra lot food that day and I got to skip most of dinner.



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I am Claire. SOME people call me Little Red Riding Hood, Rabbit and Clairebear. I am 5 years old, turning 17. I love playing piano, eating chocolates, and slacking.
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