To hike or not to hike...That is the question.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
It's a bird! It's a plane! It's.... some guy in goggles?
He's faster than a flying fifth grader and stinkier than boys' feet! Yes... he is Captain Compost!Why are our young campers being instructed by a over-exhuberant college student wearing swimming goggles and a table cloth?
To learn, dear friends and family, to learn! One of the camp-wide goals is to reduce our food waste - and our students have done very well.
The children were ASKED about compost and to our sheer embarrassment only ONE of them knew what it was or would admit it publicly.
Considering the fact that SCVi is "going comPostal" very soon, this was a real teachable moment.
SCVi's first graders are leading effort to begin school-wide composting. What our fifth and sixth graders are learning about the ultimate in organic recycling can be used back at school this Spring. The kids are also learning about recycling aluminum cans - something we have been trying to do on campus - perhaps with the help of our SCVi campers, school-wide recycling will become a reality sooner rather than later.
:-)KDL
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Coat Catastrophe
How many teachers does it take to unjam a zipper? Apparently, it takes all of us, but we failed to hold our mouths just right and the zipper on Kelsey's white puffy jacket remains stuck.
Originally, we tried to baby it, gently wiggling and then pulling it up and down. When that didn't work, we looked around for a strong man. Not seeing one, we drafted Mr. Faulkner to use brute strength to budge the recalcitrant zipper.
The camp medic was reluctant to part with a scalpel for some delicate surgery - so, Kelsey remains the owner of a toasty-warm and very attractive white puffy jacket - with a jammed zipper.
Will Kelsey overcome this obstacle? Will her jacket's zipper remain forever jammed? Will grit and determination prevail over hopelessness and despair? Will dogs and cats EVER live in peace?
Stay tuned for further updates!
:-)KDL
Originally, we tried to baby it, gently wiggling and then pulling it up and down. When that didn't work, we looked around for a strong man. Not seeing one, we drafted Mr. Faulkner to use brute strength to budge the recalcitrant zipper.
The camp medic was reluctant to part with a scalpel for some delicate surgery - so, Kelsey remains the owner of a toasty-warm and very attractive white puffy jacket - with a jammed zipper.
Will Kelsey overcome this obstacle? Will her jacket's zipper remain forever jammed? Will grit and determination prevail over hopelessness and despair? Will dogs and cats EVER live in peace?
Stay tuned for further updates!
:-)KDL
HydrationTruth and Consequences!
We spoke truth regarding the need to stay hydrated. We pleaded, nagged, cajoled, and wheedled. Yet, some of our SCVi Campers did not take this truth to heart. They listened with their ears but did not process with their minds.
Were there natural consequences, you might ask? Well, yes there were! (And thank you for asking!)
Four (count 'em) FOUR of our SCVi Campers got nauseated. Several completed the natural reverse digestive process. Let me tell you that there is something very disconcerting about trying to eat dinner while Camp Staff is powering up the little green steam machine to remedy the results of this.... process.
We trotted out several I.V. poles during dinner and made sure the kids saw the EXTRA LARGE GAUGE needles.
That giant sucking sound you heard was our little SCVi Campers - happily hydrating.
:-)KDL
Were there natural consequences, you might ask? Well, yes there were! (And thank you for asking!)
Four (count 'em) FOUR of our SCVi Campers got nauseated. Several completed the natural reverse digestive process. Let me tell you that there is something very disconcerting about trying to eat dinner while Camp Staff is powering up the little green steam machine to remedy the results of this.... process.
We trotted out several I.V. poles during dinner and made sure the kids saw the EXTRA LARGE GAUGE needles.
That giant sucking sound you heard was our little SCVi Campers - happily hydrating.
:-)KDL
Got Broc?
There are three different kinds of students here at SCVi:
1. Kids who like broccoli - no matter what.
2. Kids with discerning broccoli palates.
3. Kids who think broccoli is part of a vast conspiracy to make them miserable.
The group 1 students were real troopers, especially since the broccoli was probably flash-frozen during the Clinton administration. The color was something that might be in the green family. In fact, the government used that color a LOT when painting military installations.
Group 2 are afficianados. They like their broccoli bright green, lightly steamed and approaching aldente. The fact that this offering sorely misses the Chef Dawn Smell Test is not lost on them. They reluctantly put a limpy stalk on their plate. Some of them actually ate it. I am certain the rest of them stashed it in an unsuspecting classmate's hood.
Group 3 pretended that the offending gustatory challenge was not meant for THEM, surely! Kelsey explained it this way: "Broccoli scares me."
I am not one for broccoli stalks but I ate them in the interest of our zero food-waste policy. My sacrifice meant nothing to Group 3.
:-)KDL
1. Kids who like broccoli - no matter what.
2. Kids with discerning broccoli palates.
3. Kids who think broccoli is part of a vast conspiracy to make them miserable.
The group 1 students were real troopers, especially since the broccoli was probably flash-frozen during the Clinton administration. The color was something that might be in the green family. In fact, the government used that color a LOT when painting military installations.
Group 2 are afficianados. They like their broccoli bright green, lightly steamed and approaching aldente. The fact that this offering sorely misses the Chef Dawn Smell Test is not lost on them. They reluctantly put a limpy stalk on their plate. Some of them actually ate it. I am certain the rest of them stashed it in an unsuspecting classmate's hood.
Group 3 pretended that the offending gustatory challenge was not meant for THEM, surely! Kelsey explained it this way: "Broccoli scares me."
I am not one for broccoli stalks but I ate them in the interest of our zero food-waste policy. My sacrifice meant nothing to Group 3.
:-)KDL
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