Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Rite of Passage

I just saw Bumblebee off for his first School Camp. They're heading to Cooba (not Cooma), just out of Jindabyne in the Snowy Mountains, for three days of orienteering, rope fun, mud pits and dirt buggies.

They looked so grown up, all the year fives. And the year sixers! I don't even want to think about it.

I started to get lumpy in the throat, started to fuss over B as he was milling excitedly with his mates.

Luckily I was brought back to earth when he and his seat buddy got on the coach, snaffled the very front seat (it's always been as cool as the back seat for B, who likes to see where the action is), and then gesticulated wildly at me.

I went up to the door and asked what the problem was. He & his friend looked at me desperately.

'We've got nothing to do! What will we do???!!'

What could I say?

'Talk to each other. And look out the window.'

They looked at me blankly, as the teacher behind me started snorting into her list, desperately trying to maintain some kind of composure. I winked at her and walked to the car.

Photos, as promised:

Bumblebee, glowing with excitement as he told me about the things he hoped they'd be doing at camp...

running excited that he couldn't stop running, hopping, fidgeting, all morning.

cabin buddies
And this is Bumblebee with his mates, the ones sharing a cabin with him. I hope they're still this jolly by the end. A couple of them have wicked tempers!


genevieve said...

Oh, they will have a splendid time of it. And you too, once you have got over the intermittent lump in the throat.
My kids had an advertisement they would quote with glee in the car (or simply if travel was mentioned)in a heavy advertising accent, "are we there yet? NO, but we brought your favourite travel game!"

Mummy/Crit said...

Ooh Ah. First school camp is good. I remember having a great time on camp, espcially one i went to where there was actually interesting stuff to do, like archery and canoeing... I love the "we've got nothing to do" realisation. We struggle with "I'm bored" regularly. even as recently as this afternoon in the car on the way home from questacon. My response was one of incredulity "We've just left somewhere that you begged me to take you, where you had a good time, from what I could tell. How can you possibly be 'bored'?!?!?!??!?!"

Kim said...

Hah. It must be the weekend for it as we just packed Felix off to his first camp.
Which reminds me, I should go post about it.