I am the 2nd councelor in the Young Womens. Which means I am over the Beehives. Well we recently went to the Cub River Gaurd station to girls camp. I have never been to ward camp before. When I was in YW it was always up Mink Creek and always stake camp. So this new and different adventure started with putting up tents and ended with a flag ceremony. Of course there was a hike and crafts and smores around the campfire, but the shenanigans that ensued were the highlight of the whole trip for me.
I was reading my scriptures one night by the campfire, when I saw a line of flashlights sneaking out of one of the tents. I turned off my flashlight to see what would happen next. Well they went across camp "quietly" shhushing each other and giggling. All of a sudden some said "skunk" they all screamed and ran back toward the tent. Then someone said "let's go see if it really was a skunk" out they came again in the same fashion, only the flashlights were now in a clump. One more scream accompanied the feet pounding back toward the tent when they spied the little food thief. It's a wonder they didn't all get sprayed!
Well I was thinking "now's my chance to get them". I quietly sneaked over to the tent and scratched on the side of it. The screams and scurrying to the opposite side of the tent covered up my giggles. So I walked around the tent and did it again. They almost knocked the tent over in thier haste to get to the other side. I went and hid behind a tree and watched while they swept the area with thier flashlights speculating on who or what made the noise. The topics covered everything from the skunk to a mass murderer. Soon they talked themselves into serious fear and retreated inside the tent again. I repeated the scratching a few more times with the same results. About this time the girls were getting tired. I waited til they were all settled in thier sleeping bags and threw a rock on top of the tent. WAAAHHH out they came again, this time saying "now we know it's a person the skunk wouldn't climb the tent". They were so determined to find the culprit a hunt ensued. Well I stood there by that tree with my hood up and watched. they walked by me several times and one time I thought they were looking right at me, but no one came over. They finally tired of the hunt and back in the tent they went. I waited til they were settled down an thre another rock.
There was no screaming or running this time, what I heard was "look we know this is a person and we are too tired to deal with you so go away now". The night previous these same girls were out of thier tent bothering the other tents half the night and now they were cussing "someone" for bothering them.....hmm. Well I did the only thing I could do.... I collapsed thier tent on them. haa haaa haaa. Then I dove into my tent as quietly as I could and went to bed. I could hear them cussing and plotting revenge (if only they coudl figure out who it was). Well they coducted a tent by tent search, but of course i was in my bed sound asleep (pretending I'd been there all along).
The next morning, the girls were asking everyone who had done that to them. Noone seemed to know. Well when they came to me I said "did you bother to ask the bishop and his boys if they had a part in this". the bishop was there that night as one of our priesthood leaders. The girls marched right over tot he bishops boys and asked them... and the boys said "yes it was us". haa haa haa those little rounds took credit for the whole incident. Well the girls started calling the bishop "little skunk" and he didn't correct them. So they still think it was him.
The bishop asked me to do a lesson on the ease of being deceived and use this incident as the main focus... the lesson is on tuesday at mutual.
tee hee isn't girl's camp FUN!
