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letter from camp

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by lethal tupperwa, Sep 6, 2004.

  1. lethal tupperwa

    lethal tupperwa

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    Dear Mom And Dad,

    Our Scoutmaster told us to write to our parents
    in case you saw the flood on TV and are worried. We are okay. Only
    one of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of
    us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Adam
    when it happened.

    Oh yes, please call Adam's mother and tell her he
    is okay. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of
    the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found
    Adam in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.

    Scoutmaster Keith got mad at Adam for going on a
    hike alone without telling anyone. Adam said he did tell him, but it
    was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that
    if you put gas on a fire, the gas will blow up? The wet wood didn't
    burn, but one of the tents did and also some of our clothes. Mathew is
    going to look weird until his hair grows back.
    We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Keith
    gets the bus fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes
    worked okay when we left.
    Scoutmaster Keith said that with a bus that old
    you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't
    get insurance. We think it's a neat bus. He doesn't care if we get it
    dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the fenders.
    It gets pretty hot with 45 people in a bus. He let us take turns
    riding in the trailer until the highway patrol man stopped and talked to
    us.

    Scoutmaster Keith is a neat guy. Don't worry, he
    is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Jessie how to drive on the
    mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we ever see up there
    are logging trucks.

    This morning all of the guys were diving off the
    rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster Keith wouldn't let me
    because I can't swim, and Adam was afraid he would sink because of his
    cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You
    can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood.

    Scoutmaster Keith isn't crabby like some
    scoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about the life jackets. He has to
    spend a lot of time working on the bus so we are trying not to cause him
    any trouble.

    Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When
    Andrew dived into the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a
    tourniquet works.
    Steven and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Keith said
    it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He said
    they got sick that way with food they ate in prison.

    I'm so glad he got out and became our
    scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better
    while he was doing his time.
    By the way, what is a pedal-file?

    I have to go now. We are going to town to mail our letters and buy some
    more beer. Don't worry about anything.

    We are fine.

    Love, Chris