#dramatic story

Psalm 51:1-4. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me. Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in Thy sight: that Thou mightest be justified when…

Word Count: 98

Genre: Drama

Required Action: Petting a cat.

Required Word: Lush

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: With Iron making it through Round 1 of the 100 Word Challenge, Round 2 was next. Here’s what I wrote. Results will be at the end of July. :D

The wine glass shattered on impact, the walls and carpet gulping its ruby contents.

“How could you?!” the wife pointed her shriek at her husband.

She rounded on me to mirror the same words as the rest: Home wrecker. My focus was on the cat, her cat, snuggling into my side, its fur delightfully soft under my palm. 

“Probably softer than her hair,” I mused silently.

June 11, 2019

Because today was the first day with the whole staff here at camp, we started early. Really early. 7:30 am is the standard wake up time when campers are here, so that's when we woke up today in order to start getting used to the regular schedule. 

Before breakfast, we gathered outside The Lodge for flag-raising, another part of a regular camp day. It was cool seeing the chosen staff members for the day- two older male counselors- unfold and raise the flag as a silent crowd watched. Very patriotic. 

We sat with our cabin staff for breakfast, which is going to be the norm for the rest of the training week. This way, we’re already divided into groups for team building exercises. And bonding. Everyone is really into bonding here. It makes sense. 

The morning was dedicated to a policy and procedures talk from a corporate-looking guy with a scraggly mustache and ironed jeans. He told us all about how to handle the less fun parts of working with kids- bullying, cliques, what to do if a kid tells you they’re being abused at home. It was another eye-opening experience for me. I’ve always been lucky to have a stable life at home with two loving and respectful parents. I wouldn’t go so far to say that my life has been perfect, but I teared up a little hearing about how domestic abuse can affect kids who come here. 

I feel pretty prepared to be able to help, but I’m glad I have experienced women working with me. 

At lunch, Jess and Cali filled me in on their favorite ways to deal with cliquey 12-year-olds- find common ground. They said that they are really able to get the girls to put aside their differences if they see themselves as a team, usually in a competitive event against the Cottonwood boys. 

That makes sense to me, sort of a “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” mentality. 

Since we had just spent about five hours in The Lodge, I was thrilled when Benny announced that we would be spending the afternoon hiking in the woods, learning about the local plants and animals. Even though I’ll be working at the water programs, Camp Harwood has a lot of all-camp wilderness programming. We’re going to end up taking a lot of hikes, climbing a lot of trees, and even spending the night in shelters we make. 

The weather was beautiful today- sunny with a cool breeze. Perfect for spending time outside. 

The staff of Cottonwood (Dave’s cabin) and my cabin paired up, and we spent most of the afternoon learning and perfecting survival skills, like how to build shelters and campfires. I was totally out of my comfort zone, but the entire group was so excited to help me learn. 

After our hiking came dinner, then a short but intense game of all-camp, boys vs girls Capture the Flag. The boys found and captured the flag from our territory in about 20 minutes. They think it's because they’re so smart and fast, but in reality Amanda hid it in an easy spot so we could wrap the game up early and have some relaxing time at our cabins after a mentally and physically exhausting day. 

I’m keeping this short (shorter?) tonight because I’m very sleepy.

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