Extra-Terrestrial Eight's Camp

Lonsdale Park 2008- Room 8 

“Oh my god, will this never end!!!” I groaned for the nineteenth time. Confined in the back seat with Victoria and Annique. FOR AN HOUR!!!! DUN DUN DUN!!

The reception on the radio was bad, and we didn’t want Jordan’s mum putting on any old CD’s, so Annique did a little improv. After about an hour we arrived at Lonsdale Park. Hooray!! It was finally over, and now it’s time to kick back, relax, and hear my own thoughts. Ha ha ha! It’s camp, and if you believed that, you sure are gullible. Sorry Matt, but you’ve got two broken arms, so you won’t be able to go surfing or any of the stuff like that. “OH MY GOD!!” I cried…

First day away from school and we’re going down to the beach. Yes, down to the beach………We were divided into three groups, one surfing, one walking up the hill to the Rainbow Warrior memorial, and one just playing around on the beach. Our group was on the beach first. We played cricket and made sand castles. Finally the group came back from their walk up the hill, and now it was our turn. “Come on its our turn!” Jordan’s mum called to us.

After we trudged half way up the hill, we stopped at a rest point. “Who wants lollipops!!!!” Jordan’s mum called to all of us. After we’d all got given or lollipops we stood in front of the signpost and got our picture taken. Trudging again, legs aching we finally reached the Rainbow Warrior Memorial. After we got another lollipop, more pictures, and a fantastic view we all ran down, eager to go surfing next!! (except Matthew).

Back down at the beach and in our togs we were all ready to go surfing. “OK, if you want a wetsuit then go get one from one of the people who just came back from surfing” The instructor called. “Ok, now you’ve all got on your togs and wetsuits, go stand infront of a board that is just bigger than your body. Great, now lie on your board and get in this position. Awesome, now go get in the water and go surf some waves!!” She yelled. Not meaning to brag, but I was so good at it! I got up about 20 times!

For dinner that night we had American Hotdogs. They were so yum! And no, they aren’t Dog’s from America that are cooked. After dinner, it was Burma Trail time! And of course I was first. Luckily, the girls weren’t blindfolded like the boys (ha ha!) Follow the rope, don’t let go, follow the rope, don’t let go. The mantra pulsed in my mind. I looked down and something shimmered in the moonlight. “Hey guys, I think theres water here!” I slid my foot closer to the water and found a log and slowly crossed it. Suddenly there was a growl, and I ran forward.

I kept going up, up and up. Then the rope stopped, there was no more. We heard another growl and a light came on with a face with a grin as big as a watermelon. “Oh no, that’s not going to work, I know its you Jordan.” He knew I was Jordan, and I knew he was Hagens Dad. While we were going back down the track the parents squirted us with water guns. When we arrived back at camp we went into our rooms and went to sleep.

Bring on the second half of camp!!!!

By Jordan and Matthew