Day Four
Miroku's Day
I awoke the next morning to the sound of the horn. Upon sitting up, I noticed that all of the campers were sleeping on either side of me and at the foot of the bed and other places where they could possibly find enough space to make themselves comfortable in. I explained that if I am to wake up with all of them in my bed again then I might just very well become cross. Now, I don't like having to become cross but if that's what it comes to then so be it.
But the kids seemed unfazed as they hopped out of bed and then began changing. I opened the door to see that the rain had stopped but it was still muddy out so I told them to put on their boots but rain jackets would be tedious and unnecessary.
We began our trek to the main building. Just ahead of us, standing outside the building was Inu-Yasha, looking like his old self again, speaking with one of the young, beautiful and feminine counselors. What was her name? Um…Ms Keri I believe. One that I had the misfortune of not becoming too close to or having the pleasure of requesting if she would bear my child. However, before I could stop by them and interrupt their conversation, I was horribly distracted by Inu-Yasha's shirt that had the words, 'T is for Rowen' printed on the front with nothing else explaining just what Rowen was or why T was for it when R so obviously was. I found myself staring at him as I walked by and he seemed to notice and stare right back at me.
T is for Rowen?
R is for Rowen…
What is 'Rowen'?
That shirt is so misleading…
So breakfast was…food…
I guess what still puzzles me is the T is for Rowen shirt. I am so distracted from all normal activity. Like eating. I don't feel much like eating. I want to know what T is for Rowen is supposed to mean since T is most definitely not for Rowen and above all…what is 'Rowen'? Perhaps it was some kind of futuristic device that they had in Lady Kagome's world and not in ours. But none the less, T is NOT for Rowen, R is for Rowen. I am so confused, stumped, puzzled, perplexed, baffled, mystified, bewildered, befuddled…
And it's all Inu-Yasha's fault.
I would have to question him in the meaning of his T is for Rowen shirt and how he as obtained one and I have not. I want a T is for Rowen shirt…it's not fair.
Mr. Shawn came by and handed me a schedule and left. Finally, something to take my mind off the T is for Rowen shirt. I looked to see that we had basket weaving first and was immediately reminded just how well I had done at basket weaving the LAST time around.
But then again, Ms Betty was very attractive and potentially bear my child if not for the fact that she had such freakishly abnormally long eyelashes! But there's always the chance that my child might possibly be a female. Now wouldn't THAT be something? I guess if I had a female child then I would want her to be attractive so she wouldn't have to go through life like…Kelsey.
Enough of that! We threw away our trash and made our way to basket weaving. I was glad to see Ms Betty again because she was young and beautiful even though she had refused to bear my child. I figured that I could ask her again since she has most likely reconsidered it and now would be interested in doing me the favor.
But she wasn't. And she asked me to leave her alone. I tried to remember if I had done anything mean to her back on the first day but I couldn't think of anything that I had done to her DIFFERENT. It's not like she was different. She was just another woman who could bear my child.
Hm…
T is for Rowen?
It's not…
Before my trail of thought could even begin, Madeline interrupted me and asked if she could sit on my lap. I wasn't about to refuse a beautiful child the right of my lap so I allowed her to sit down. Kelsey said that it was actually her turn so I promised her the next time even though I literally had absolutely no intention of letting her sit on my lap next time. EVER for that matter.
I decided that I would only be wasting materials as well as making a fool of myself so I did not join the children in the basket weaving. I only overlooked them and pondered some more about T is for Rowen since Ms Betty clearly did not want to converse with me.
So basket weaving went without event since I did not come to a sure conclusion about T is for Rowen. The most logical answer I had come to was that I had simply read the shirt wrong due to a wrinkle or a weird angle. I would have to question Inu-Yasha about this next time I saw him.
Next up was soccer. We all walked to soccer with the exclusion of Matthew who sat atop my shoulders as if he were an overseer. When we reached the soccer field, Mr. Carl was standing there looking quite dazed.
Upon getting closer, I noticed a slew of red dots across his face and, after looking at his arms, I realized that they must have been surely spread across his entire body. I questioned him on his condition and certainly hoped that he wasn't possessed by a worm-like demon that was eating his insides. All he could tell me was that he hadn't been feeling well ever since the second day of camp.
So I explained to him that I was a monk and exorcizing demons was a specialty of me so I took his hand and examined the red dots. He informed me that they were itchy and uncomfortable and that he had every intention of just going to the nurse. I had a feeling that the nurse would not be able to perform the proper procedures but I didn't want to frighten him so I said a few prayers and wished him luck.
Just then, I noticed Inu-Yasha had approached. I suppose that we had soccer with each other every time. But instead of greeting me, he only demanded to know why I was here even though I had already cleverly deducted why HE was here. Not to mention the fact that I was here first! I decided to stay patient with him and showed him my schedule, pointing to the word 'soccer'.
Mr. Carl then told us to get on the same teams as last time and then asked me if it was okay if he went to the nurse now. I told him to go so he tossed us a ball from the shed and then started packing up his stuff that was in the shed at the time.
Then Inu-Yasha randomly turned to me and said that he was still made at me. STILL? What had I done? I asked him this but he told me that I should already know. So I took one look at his T is for Rowen shirt and supposed that he was angry at me because I had stared at him a tad rudely this morning. I was about to apologize when it occurred to me that I wanted to ask him what T is for Rowen meant.
"What exactly is 'Rowen' anyway? Your shirt makes absolutely no sense. I am so puzzled."
He only yelled at me to shut up. Obviously, he didn't know. Either that or he was just trying to keep it from me because for some reason, those kinds of things make him feel superior. So I decided to press it for more information.
"Where exactly did you get a shirt that says T is for Rowen?" His response; the camp provided it.
I wasn't going to buy that one. "Why would anyone print on a shirt 'T is for Rowen'?" His response; how am I supposed to know?!
Well, why would you wear a shirt if you don't even know what it means? I would certainly never put on a shirt that said T is for Rowen. It would plague me so much all day and I would simply have to change. "It's so incorrect." I told him just in case he didn't know. He had to not have known because if he did know, there's no way he would have put it on. But he told me that he knew and that he was not an idiot.
He was obviously an idiot if he put on a shirt that said T is for Rowen and knew it was incorrect but put it on anyway. "Could have fooled me." I said.
We all know how Inu-Yasha deals with anger. Yes, we do. And I was hardly surprised when he uprooted a tree and threw it at me and expected me to just stand there and allow my punishment to come. Now was I going to do that? No. So I waited until it was high in the air and then sucked it into the void within me as not to accidentally purge a camper. Now something like that would upset me.
"Don't do that!" I scolded him but I highly doubt that he even heard me because all of his campers had run over to cheer for him. I felt as though this whole argument was fruitless because now Inu-Yasha's group most likely hated me even more and I STILL didn't know what 'T is for Rowen' was supposed to mean.
Russell declared that I was by far his favorite counselor. Matthew was quick to agree and within seconds, four others had agreed as well since they couldn't think up anything on their own.
"You are very childish, Inu-Yasha." I called to Inu-Yasha.
He made some sort of pathetic comment that all of his group was quick to agree with him. I told him that I would prefer not to fight, but he just told me that I was being a wimp and of course, his group agreed with that too. I felt perplexed and couldn't even argue properly because I was so incredibly distracted by the T is for Rowen shirt. I turned around and decided that I would collect myself before saying anything else to Inu-Yasha but by the time I had considered what to say, his back was turned and he looked busy with something else.
I decided that the only way to get the ubiquitous shirt off my mind was to meditate. So I did.
"MR. MIROKU!!" came the voice of some horrible demon. I instinctively woke up and tried to destroy my attacker. It's a good thing I was somewhat discombobulated at the time because I only really flailed around and barely missed hitting Kelsey in the face. However, hitting Kelsey would not be the worst thing I could do. I could exterminate her by some other means that would be a lot more efficient. "Mr. Miroku, the bell just rang!"
I looked around to see Inu-Yasha's group making their way toward the waterfront and off the field.
"So it did." I said with a forced smile.
I deducted that we had swimming next because Inu-Yasha's group was going over there and by the forth day, I've pretty much learned the way the periods are set up at this camp. I hurried my group along because I didn't want to be late for swimming. I like my swimming group and they like me, I wouldn't want to keep them waiting.
So I shooed my group away to their respected female counselors in small, skimpy bathing suits. Then I turned to my respected female campers in small, skimpy bathing suits.
"So who's ready to learn CPR?" I asked as went over to my little cubby inside the CPR building and pulled out my CPR book. I had been ignoring it this whole time.
All the girls smiled and giggled.
Suddenly, some horrible boy made his way forward and asked me why we've taken so long to learn CPR. I told him that we have been doing just fine and to also mind his own business and go back to his group and leave us alone. He informed me that he WAS in my group, which I denied at first but soon remembered that he was Borris, the mutant of my CPR class.
"What does CPR stand for?" I asked. I don't know how many times I've asked this so far but it's not like I had even HEARD of CPR before the beginning of this week so I figured that they might as well tell me now.
Now these girls might very well be beautiful but I believe that it is only compensation for their extreme stupidity. It took them almost the entire class to figure out what CPR meant but it's not like I minded or anything because my teachings of CPR would be quite incompetent and I wouldn't want them to learn CPR incorrectly just in case one of them bears my child and my child needs to be CPRed.
One of the girls suggested that I show them how to use mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and before I could even open my mouth to answer, I felt something hard and wooden hit me on the head. I turned around to see Sango standing there with an oar in her hand. (That was what she hit me with.) She asked me how I could dare to do such a thing.
"I didn't even do anything!" I said as I rubbed my head. It hurt.
Then Borris asked Sango when we were getting married and she looked as though she was going to say something really loud and in an angry voice when she groaned and stomped out of the room.
The bell rang seconds after that event and signaled to everyone to go to lunch. I collected my group up and escorted them to the table with the picture label on it. The food was already served to us on the table so we sat down and commenced in eating.
Actually…the kids in my group commenced in eating. After taking one look at the food in front of me, I suddenly felt slightly sick to my stomach and decided to pass on lunch for today. I pushed the food around in my plate and mixed it all together and poured salt and pepper into it. I swept some of the sand that was on the table next to me into my hand and put it on my plate as well.
I suddenly got that feeling that one gets when someone is staring at him or her. Or more specifically, the feeling that someone gets when someone is standing directly behind him, glaring. I turned around to face Inu-Yasha standing behind me as if I had done anything wrong.
"May I help you?" I asked.
Inu-Yasha informed me that he was hungry. Obviously…it's lunchtime! "Then why don't you consider eating?" I asked him.
Then Inu-Yasha explained that he didn't have anything to eat. I wondered why, if he had nothing to eat, had he come over to me. "And how am I supposed to help you with that?" I asked. Then I thought for a minute. It's not like I was going to eat my food. I had somewhat ruined it but it's not as if it was good in the first place. "Do you want my lunch?"
Rather than looking grateful, Inu-Yasha seemed appalled with my generous offer. So I repeated myself and handed the plate to him. "You can have it."
Inu-Yasha put the plate back down on the table and demanded to know what I was supposed to eat if I were to selflessly give my food away. I assured him that I don't like camp food and I'd rather go without it than eat it.
Russell offered Inu-Yasha his lunch but Matthew interjected and told him not to give Inu-Yasha anything because he is the enemy and he must suffer. This kind of made me laugh. Russell then told Inu-Yasha that he hated him and Matthew told me to pretend as though I wanted my lunch so that Inu-Yasha couldn't have it.
"Now why would I do something like that?" I asked. Sometimes I have to set a good example.
Laura then reminded me that Inu-Yasha had heaved a tree at me this morning and I decided to set ANOTHER good example and humor the kids. "Oh right. In that case, Inu-Yasha, you can no have my lunch."
It's not as if I actually cared but I was surprised when Inu-Yasha suddenly took my lunch from underneath me and walked away.
Under normal circumstances, something like that wouldn't bother me. I had WANTED to give away my lunch. It was the fact that Inu-Yasha had blatantly disrespected me on so many occasions this week and I suppose this was just straw that broke the camel's back!
Perhaps I shall pay him back at a later time. I was still feeling slightly nauseated by the food that was before me before Inu-Yasha had thankfully removed it.
The bell rang shortly after and we all walked over to our little designated area where we have group time which is another thing I am cheated into like rest hour and an early bedtime. We were about to start practicing what little we had of our horrible skit when suddenly Laura questioned the whereabouts of Ms. Sango.
Russell suggested that we got on a trek for her and I commended him on his superb idea, which only made him want to be the leader. After that, I had to deter him from any future good ideas no matter how rare they might be. We found Sango under some huge tree yelling and screaming at every boy in her group as they all laughed and did other sorts of ritualistic demon dances.
"Sango, do you require my assistance?" I asked innocently. All of the boys in her group started taunting me and making stupid noises. Why does everyone hate me so much? Sango turned to me and told me that she was okay because she had 'Cool Dex'. What in the name of Buddha is Cool Dex? No matter. I shall not plague myself with superfluous thoughts.
T is for…NO!! Must not think about it!
I reminded Sango that she had a dominant role in our skit and she gasped and said that she now needed to help with HER group. I bent over to her and asked her if she'd rather be with the group that she complains about non-stop or my group, which she has told me she loves on numerous occasions. I'M also in this group!
Sango asked me if I could remove her from our skit and I told a little white lie and said that doing such a thing might be confusing for my group but she didn't change her mind.
Well, if she'd rather be with her disgusting group then me then I'm not going to stand in her way or anything. I turned and started walking away.
Madeline tugged down on my shirt and asked me if Ms. Sango liked them anymore and I told her to go over and ask Ms. Sango herself. I had entirely expected Madeline to do no such thing but I suppose you can't say things that you don't mean to five year olds. She and Laura ran over to Sango and started talking to her while I took the boys and Kelsey back to our area. Kelsey was crying and being annoying and I reminded her of the consequences of her noises so she stopped.
Suddenly, Sango came over to me holding Madeline and Laura's hands. She must have changed her mind.
I was wrong however because all she did was scold me on my conniving ways and for leaving the girls by themselves. They were perfectly capable of finding their ways back to me!
"You sure you can't be in our skit?" I asked. "You'll hurt their feelings."
Then, as if I had prompted them to do it, all six kids, including Cody, gave Sango puppy eyes.
I suddenly heard a deep masculine voice come from my right and turned to see some well-built male standing there asking Sango if I was bothering her. Since when did Sango have a bodyguard?
"Very well Sango, go back to your group." I said. And that's precisely what she did. That stupid guy stalked her back to her group as well.
The bell rang shortly after and having accomplished nothing that entire period, I congregated my group and headed to my next period puzzlingly named 'bombardment'.
I reached the bombardment field with no problem. I seriously must have the best sense of direction in the world because it's a mystery to even me how I can find all these locations so fast and easily. There was no counselor to be found and I started wondering if this was to be another activity in which I would conduct by myself when suddenly, Inu-Yasha walked into view with his group from one direction and Sango, her group and that bothersome male figure coming from the other.
Sango suddenly broke into a run and eventually got to me and gave me a pleasant greeting. She apologized for acting somewhat rude to me last period but she couldn't explain to me why but she DID start blushing and looking flustered. I asked her whom the surly youth in her group that definitely did not belong there however, I was not exactly sure of his age. For all I knew, he could have been years older than I was. Sango just smiled and said that that was Cool Dex, he was a fifteen year old.
"Well…where did he come from?" I questioned. She answered that he used to be Dexter but he had turned fifteen during the hike and had come back as Cool Dex due to puberty. I was unaware that something like that would happen overnight, I was pretty sure that it was an elongated process that I had to suffer through but Sango was CLEARLY confused since she never really had to go through the same things that we MALES have to go through.
She told be that she would not be requiring my services as her fiancée in front of the group anymore. This offended me and made me feel somewhat USED and now that she had someone who she could cart around who was "better" she could just discard me.
"Very well, Sango, as long as you are happy." I told her as I turned away from her. I was going for the guilt trip, and I'm pretty sure it worked. Hee. Hee. Hee.
But the thing was, Sango didn't even come over and apologize or anything like that so I guess it just kind of backfired and blew up in my face. Suddenly, it occurred to me that someone was speaking. I turned to see Mr. Rick standing there explaining something about chicken pox. I assumed this must be some sort of horrible ailment that chickens came down with but he had referred to Mr. Carl and I was very sure that he was not a chicken. Or perhaps he had been possessed by a chicken demon and that's why he had those bumps on him. Maybe chickens had just pecked him savagely, to put it simply.
I questioned what chicken pox were again. He didn't really answer but he said that adults couldn't get it even though Mr. Carl was so obviously an adult so I felt kind of HALF relieved. He did say, however, that when adults get it, it's extra bad. Why is that?
"And why is that?" I asked.
Then Mr. Rick said something but it didn't really answer my question either so I didn't pay great attention to it. So I just nodded and looked interested until he just split all our groups up into two teams. I had half the kids from each group and ended up with that "Cool Dex"…"kid" though he is obviously older than I am and only trying to pass off as a fifteen year old so he can sneak up behind Sango and take advantage of her when she least expects it. Now what kind of perverted bastard would do something like that?
I was not interested in hearing Sango's apologies so I avoided her. She followed me around our half of the bombardment game (which I have yet to learn the rules of) while calling my name, or at least that SUBSTITUTE for my name. So she calls ME 'Hosh-sama' but she calls that CHILD by his name and even adds a 'cool' at the beginning of it? Shouldn't it be…um…Dex-sama? Or…Large-Surly-Man-sama? Or Large-Stupid-Unintelligent-Sub-Life-Form-sama…
He is larger than me, though, so perhaps challenging him would be a poor idea on my part. However, once he and I are alone together, he will feel the full force of my wrath.
Wait…since when do I loath and despise this random person whom I have yet to even speak to? I think I shall go and engage myself in a conversation with him.
I approached that Cool Dex. He was standing in the back of the field as he picked up a ball and scanned Inu-Yasha's team, deciding who to hit. When he saw me come up, he stared at me as if I was not his superior.
"I am your superior." I said. I did not mean to say that. But that's okay… because I am his superior and I deserve to be treated as such. He told me to watch him hit a small moving target way far away. I looked to where he was pointing to see Russell literally running around in circles as if he had somewhere to go.
I looked back at Cool Dex and wondered if he was doing this for the soul purpose to annoy me. I nodded my head, since I was absolutely positive that he would not be able to hit Russell from that far away. Cool Dex wound up and pelted the ball at Russell and it hit him in the head but he continued running around in a few more circles until collapsing on the ground as if he had just been hit a few seconds later.
"You hit Russell." I said. That was just going a bit too far. He could have hit…Kelsey. But no. He hit Russell. What had Russell done to HIM? Cool Dex asked me if I thought it was a good hit and I told him that it was a horrible hit and that I was ashamed of him and that he had disgraced his family and Ms Sango and anyone else that I had rambled off at the time, thinking was significant at the time. Cool Dex looked at me, once again, as if I was not his superior and I could tell that he was testing me because he pelted Matthew right then and there with another ball.
"Stop that!" I instructed him. He asked me what I was talking about. "Just stop throwing balls at them!" Cool Dex told me that it was the point of the game. I demanded to know what kind of a game had been created where the object of it was to hit small, moving targets who could not defend themselves with a ball but Cool Dex informed me that if they were to catch the ball then he would be out.
I decided that the only way to keep the rest of the lives safe was to quickly dispose of Cool Dex. I retrieved a ball that had rolled by me, went back over to Cool Dex and tossed it at him. I didn't throw it too hard but I could tell that he was obviously not expecting it because he turned around and gave me a questioning look because I had done such a good job sneaking up on him and getting him out.
"I'm on your team."
Curses. Who made these teams? Just then, Sango approached me and informed me that she had gotten everyone else on the entire team out while we were feuding. But then I reminded her that Cool Dex here had gotten Matthew and Russell out but Sango just kind of averted her eyes away from me and then mumbled something about how only Inu-Yasha was left since she didn't want to get out and she knew she would since Inu-Yasha could most likely catch like a… um…half demon.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands and was about to go over and perform my duty when Cool Dex suddenly ran past me with a ball in hand as if he were going into battle and threw the ball at Inu-Yasha. Inu-Yasha easily dodged and then threw the ball at Cool Dex so hard that he went flying backwards a few feet and slid on the ground. I nearly began chuckling out loud but then I watched Sango run over to Cool Dex to make sure that he was all right and my potential chuckling turned into a surge of anger that I decided to take out on Inu-Yasha for no good reason.
I picked up a ball that was at my feet and whipped out a demon ward. While Inu-Yasha was distracted with…um…something else, I placed it on the ball and put that side facing towards me. Since there were no other balls on Inu-Yasha's side, he couldn't do anything to get me out except catch the ball which was what I WANTED! Now is the time for warm chuckling. But I suppressed it so Inu-Yasha wouldn't think I was up to something…which I was.
I walked up to the line and called Inu-Yasha over to come over as well. I could tell he was confident because he came right up to the line even though I was armed and he was not.
"Let's see your catching skills." I said. Looking back on it, I figured that maybe I shouldn't have said that since it seemed like I WANTED him to catch it and even though I did, I didn't want him to know that. But now that I think about it, it didn't really matter since Inu-Yasha would probably catch it even if he DID know my evil plot because he just wanted to prove that his catching skills were more impressive than my throwing skills since he's a HALF DEMON and I'm just some weakly, frail, horrible human.
Inu-Yasha seemed unaware of my plot and held his hands out. I gave him a very weak throw to be sure that there would be absolutely no margin of error and for some reason, I felt satisfied in a deranged way just by the expression on his face when he realized what I had done after he had caught it. Of course, he dropped the ball.
Now, him dropping the ball and being out, making my team the victor, was not part of my original plan but I suppose I should make it LOOK like that was my original intention so I didn't just look like a jerk.
"You dropped it." I said since we were both just staring at the ball as it rolled to my feet. "You're out. We win." Still yet, Inu-Yasha wanted to know why I had done that. I quickly replied with 'You stole my lunch' even though that wasn't Plan A OR Plan B but it was just as good and it didn't make it look like I was randomly picking on him since that is precisely what I had done.
Then Mr. Rick came over, congratulated us, said some other things and then the bell rang.
I collected my group and began my way to rest hour. Sango called something to me but I pretended as though I didn't hear her so she would have to pursue me to tell me what the information was. But…she didn't.
So l led the way until we were finally in our cabin. Kelsey then started complaining about her stomach hurting but I didn't believe her since she tends to make things up like that to get attention. However, I was a bit concerned about Cody's health when he said that he wasn't feeling well either and I knew that CODY certainly wouldn't be faking sick to get attention so I decided to take him down to the nurse.
But I could not very well leave my entire group alone in the cabin so I brought them all with me. I recognized the nurse from when she escorted Russell away from the waterfront after his little incident but I was not too interested in her since she was seemingly about…twice my age or so.
I informed her how Cody was not feeling well and the nurse began to check his temperature. After a short minute or two, she told me that Cody would have to be sent home immediately since he most likely had the chicken pox just like everyone else in the entire camp under a certain age group and Mr. Carl. I decided to tell the nurse that Kelsey wasn't feeling well either so I wouldn't have to walk around with her and the nurse took her temperature as well. Sure enough, Kelsey had come down with the chicken pox as well and had to be sent home immediately. I didn't mind that TOO much but I was a bit upset about losing Cody since I was just starting to get through to him and he was saying a few things now.
I had no choice as I brought the remaining four back to rest hour where they proceeded to…rest.
Considering the fact that Sango was not right here right now scolding me on just how immature I was, I assumed that she must have either already come while I was gone or be most certainly on her way right this very moment. OR, she could just be…with…Cool Dex…
But it's not like it made any difference to me or anything because if she wanted to spend her time with Cool Dex instead of me then so be it. I sat down on the floor and began my meditation but I was unable to concentrate fully with so many puzzling questions running through my head. Such as WHY Sango suddenly found intrest in Cool Dex? Or why T is for Rowen? And…aren't I just a MATURE TEEN as opposed to an adult so wouldn't I be able to be subjected to the chicken pox demon?
Meditation wasn't going to be working for me this time around, the one time when I COULD meditate because Sango is off frolicking with Cool Dex whom she finds to be much better company than any of her friends that she's know for a lot longer who have helped her through hardships.
But she's happy so I'll stay out of it.
I spent the rest of the period attempting to go into meditation but was terribly unsuccessful because I heard the bell ring off in the distance and nearly immediately, all the kids were sprung up out of their beds and begging to run off to shop. The shop building was pretty much right around the corner and that was good since I didn't feel much like walking now.
There were two male counselors there, an old man that was in a wheelchair and a younger one who seemed about my age and introduced himself as Mr. Simpson. The counselor in a wheelchair, however, seemed horribly anti-social and just sat in the corner in his wheelchair, not even introducing himself or greeting us or anything but Mr. Simpson told me that the counselor in a wheelchair was his father so I couldn't go ranting about how rude the counselor in a wheelchair was being to us.
Shop was not very interesting. Mr. Simpson informed us that since we only had one shop class for the entire week then we couldn't start a project so he allowed us to either go outside and play tetherball or hammer a bunch of nails into our very own block of wood. Russell and Matthew immediately ran outside to play tetherball but returned a few seconds later saying that the tetherball was popped. Mr. Simpson said that he JUST remembered that the tetherball had been mysteriously popped on the first day of the camp. I pretty much assumed whose doing THAT was considering he had popped the tetherball near candle making and ceramics right in front of me. Not to mention that I had seen a lot of mysteriously popped tetherballs that weren't popped a few days earlier.
So can you guess what we did for an entire hour? Hammered some nails into blocks of wood.
I was glad when the block ended since this was a somewhat tiresome activity and we went off to the subject called 'cooking' in which I knew I would get a bit of off time since I was feeling a tad down for some reason. Perhaps it was because of my lack of nourishment since it had been a long time since I had had a real meal.
My spirits were lifted, however, upon entering cooking and meeting the counselor named Ms Deborah. She was very attractive. I like Ms Deborah. Before I could ask her to bear my child, Russell did. She laughed and said that he was a cute boy, patting him on the head. I didn't want Ms Deborah to say that I was a cute boy and then pat me on the head so I didn't say anything about bearing my child.
She said that we were going to make dinner for the camp. I don't even EAT the food so why would I want to make it? But then Laura tugged on my shirt and complained about not feeling well.
I asked Ms Deborah to watch Russell, Matthew and Madeline for me as I went to the nurse with Laura. She said her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't even walk so I picked her up and carried her to the nurse's office which, luckily wasn't too far away.
I opened the nurse's door to first be faced with Lady Kagome who gasped and said just how cute Laura was but I informed her that Laura was feeling under the weather and to quickly summon the nurse. So Lady Kagome skipped off in search of the nurse. I suppose Lady Kagome is feeling better and will be out of the nurse's office soon enough. She returned a few moments later and the nurse sighed and asked if this one wasn't feeling well either. I pointed out the fact that I wouldn't be here if she was feeling fine and then put Laura down as the nurse picked up the telephone and told me, 'Well, I guess it's best to get chicken pox early!'
Even now, I didn't know what the chicken pox were even though half my group had been claimed by them. But I wasn't too worried since I had been previously assured that I was safe from the wrath of the chicken so I didn't give it a second thought as I returned to cooking.
During cooking…I didn't really do much. I just stood there and watched Ms Deborah make some kind of concoction while asking each child individually to retrieve some sort of object that she clearly didn't need because she would put down and disregard it. I think Ms Deborah knew that I had been staring at her because she began to blush and smile and then began to start conversation with me on whether I had a girlfriend or not.
I told her I had no interest in making commitments, just getting a beautiful lady such as herself to bear my child. I don't know. I guess I thought that would make her happy and flattered but she only frowned and turned her head away. I suppose this means that she's not going to bear my child but I guess that's okay since Ms Deborah's feet were kind of little and I didn't want to get stuck with a son which little feet. That's just unmanly.
It was then I realized that we were cooking food for a dinner that would be taking place in two hours. This made me feel repulsed and decided right then and there that I would not be eating tonight's dinner either.
Then we went right off to swimming where I was split up with the three remaining campers in my group and then found my CPR group. Once again, I simply questioned them on what THEY believed CPR meant and once again, none of them knew. All of a sudden, Borris raised his hand. I pretended not to notice but pretty soon he was jumping up and down in front of me like a crazed demon so I finally asked him what he wanted.
He asked if Ms Sango and I were still getting married. I told him to tell Ms Sango that if she was happy with Cool Dex and would prefer to marry him over me than I will not stand in her way but she had better not come back and want to marry me later if it doesn't work out with Cool Dex.
Borris looked a little confused and repeated his question so I simply said that it was up to her to decide so he should ask HER. He told me that that was exactly what he was going to do the next time he saw her.
I was just about to suggest that we practice CPR on each other when I suddenly noticed a shadow looming over me. At first I assumed that it was Sango but when I looked up, I saw a random male counselor standing there whom I had never met. He told me that he was the Level 2 swim counselor and then he had Madeline in his group and that she wasn't feeling well. It was then that I noticed that he was holding Madeline's hand.
Why Madeline? You were my favorite…
So I told the girls to patiently await my return as I escorted Madeline up to the nurse's office. The nurse seemed astounded that another one had the chicken pox and then told me that a lot of the younger campers had been sent home today. I was about to leave and return to my female CPR group when Madeline started whining and begging for me to stay with her until her father picked her up. I didn't feel much like sitting in a cabin with only the company of the not all that attractive nurse, Lady Kagome who was already taken and Madeline who was far too young to bear my child but I stayed anyway since Madeline is my favorite.
Lady Kagome spent most of the time talking about her 'That Time of the Month' club that I was not a part of. I was a little confused at the name of this club because if it was the 'time of the month' that I was thinking of, why was Inu-Yasha included in this club but I was not? Maybe it was simply because Lady Kagome likes Inu-Yasha and Sango has recently switched to Cool Dex so she didn't want anything to do with me.
Lady Kagome told me that I did not look well and I replied that it was nothing I couldn't handle. When she pushed the question even more, I admitted to not eating all that much over the past couple days. "The food here is just really nausiating so I've been avoided it."
Lady Kagome shook her finger at me and the nurse came around and told me that she found the food quite good and that the cook was her daughter. I assured the nurse that her daughter was very beautiful but could not cook. This seemed to offend her and ALSO get Lady Kagome angry with me for reasons I cannot comprehend. I found that I am incapable of saying anything that can please everyone so I turned to Madeline and asked her how long it would take for her father to get here. She shrugged and said that she had to drive a long way to the camp in order to get here. I informed her that I would only be staying with her until the bell rang but then I had to go with the remainder of our little group of two. She cried out and hugged me tightly while begging for me not to go. I thought the moment was very nice until Madeline ruined it by vomiting all over me.
The nurse quickly stood up and began catering to all of Madeline's needs and making her more comfortable and giving her a pot and stuff. All the while, I stood there wondering what I was to do. It's too bad that my final thought of Madeline would be her throwing up on me because everything else about her had been so great. Excluding the fact that she was five.
Lady Kagome walked over to me and, while keeping a reasonable distance, escorted me into a bathroom that was about as clean as my shirt. She closed the door and I must have waited for about two minutes doing nothing but standing there when the door opened and I was handed a fresh pile of camp clothes.
I hastily cleansed myself so I at least wouldn't smell bad. I heard the bell ring so I put my new clothes on and rushed out the door with only a quick wave to the nurse, Lady Kagome and Madeline.
I took a moment to orient myself before finally going back to my cabin to find my group, AKA Matthew and Russell. Matthew was sitting on his bed, facing the other direction and Russell ran over to me with his arms open. Clearly Russell was not feeling ill but I decided to question Matthew.
Matthew insisted that he was feeling fine so I did not argue further. They got dressed and then we began our way to dance. Matthew's mood seemed to be drooping and I could tell he wasn't feeling well but I wanted him to admit it first since he should KNOW not to lie to me. Russell, however, was skipping around and saying nonsensical things that probably had some meaning to HIM when we finally reached the foot of the dance staircase.
Russell challenged me to a race up the stairs and on normal occasions, I would perhaps race along with him but I just didn't feel like sprinting up a steep staircase. But Matthew asked if I could carry him up and as soon as Matthew asked, Russell said that it wouldn't be fair if I didn't carry him two so I carried both of them up the flight of stairs.
I opened the door to see Ms Lauren. She smiled when we came in but then questioned the fact that our group was really just three members. I explained the incidents of chicken pox and how one by one, all of the campers had mysteriously came down with the same ailment. Ms Lauren said that that was too bad and then handed Matthew and Russell each a stick with a long ribbon coming out of it and told them to have fun as she put on some music. I requested the use of Ms Lauren's chair since I had hardly gotten a chance to relax for the entire day and I simply felt fatigued. I suppose the fact that I've been skipping every meal has finally begun to effect me.
Ms Lauren nodded and allowed me to sit down. She wandered of to the dance floor to watch the kids jump around. Actually, Russell was jumping around but Matthew was just kind of standing in the middle of the floor looking incredibly depressed. Ms Lauren walked over to him and suddenly screamed.
I got up and ran over to see what had upset her and before I could begin to comfort her, she pointed at Matthew. I looked at him to see that he had small dots all over his face, quite similar to what Mr. Carl had looked like when I had spoken to him earlier today.
Matthew whined and said that he was itchy all over. I would have to now take Matthew to the nurse, meaning I would have to go down all those stairs and then come back up them again. I told Ms Lauren to watch Russell as I took Matthew down the stairs and then to the nurse's office. Upon opening the door, I saw Inu-Yasha there with a bloody hand accompanied by a girl from his group. The girl threw some sort of sarcastic comment at me but I just rolled my eyes and tried to ignore her as I present Matthew's condition to the nurse. The nurse asked me why I hadn't brought him in earlier and I responded that he hadn't told me that he was ill until just a few minutes ago.
So I left Matthew there and then made my way back to dance, went up ALL those stairs, the bell rang and then had to go DOWN all those stairs again. I pulled out my schedule to see that we had dinner next and I told myself that no matter what it was, I was to force myself to eat it. But then I remembered that this dinner had been made over two hours ago so I decided that I would eat whatever was for breakfast tomorrow no matter what.
Now, our table was big before when we only had to use half of it but now it seemed even bigger with only two people at the table. I looked around to see that some of the younger groups were in the same predicaments with only a few campers and a counselor at each table. I wondered when Russell would start complaining about not feeling well but he just sat there bobbing his head back and forth and humming to himself.
I then took Russell to campfire time and he bounced around me, jumping on my lap, running in circles and rolling around on the ground in front of me. He had way too much energy.
Suddenly, Mr. Shawn came out and told everyone to quiet down. Then he announced that it was time for the campfire activity and that he needed a camper and a counselor from each group to come down. Russell immediately sprung to his feet and stood in front of me with his hand raised while yelling 'PICK ME! PICK ME!!!' Since I didn't really have any other choice, I went down in the front with Russell.
Sango suddenly approached me with Cool Dex walking behind her. Figures she would choose Cool Dex to be her partner. Whom else would she choose? She mumbled something to me that sounded a tad like an apology but I didn't quite hear. Before she could repeat herself, Mr. Shawn told everyone to be quiet again and that the game would begin.
He pulled out a long stick and held it out. The object of the game was to bend backwards in such a way that you could go under the stick without touching the stick or falling over. This didn't seem too hard. But pretty soon, all of the counselors and the older campers had been eliminated and only the youngest campers remained. Russell hadn't even had to bend over yet by the time I was out since he could just stroll nonchalantly under the stick as if it wasn't even there. I thought for sure that he would be the victor but he bent over senselessly far when he didn't have to and fell over, handing the victory to a little girl. Russell didn't seem heartbroken, though, as we went back to our seats. Mr. Shawn went and complimented us on our amazing jobs and then told us that we were dismissed.
For once, I was glad that we did not have a period after campfire time and that we would simply be going to bed. Russell was still full of energy, though, as he ran ahead of me and opened the door of our cabin and then slammed it shut. I opened it only to see that he had already dove into bed and was now pretending to snore loudly.
I knew that if I just ignored him that he would surely accidentally fall asleep so I turned the lights and got into my own bed.