Observations | SLT returns, Egypt, Kenya (for real)
MY APARTMENT – I just woke up from a two-and-a-half-hour 20 minute nap.
After experiencing the most regrettable combination of “The Green Mile” and “The Longest Yard,” I came back to the dorm to finish working my weekend on. I was a little tired, yes, and my booty hurt quite a bit from the downward hike. I was a little cranky, but really, nothing too bad.
However, I didn’t really know how cranky I was. The grumpiness, now added to hefty doses of tiredness and sore-butt syndrome, increased, and my patience wore very thin. I felt like yelling at students whenever they asked me anything. I didn’t, mind you, but still, I wanted to.The moral of the story: DRINK WATER. A camelback is currently en route to me, so that’ll help on the next hikes…
(…by the way, now scheduled for the next 2 Sundays. *Sigh*)
1. Do not taunt SLT. The Social-Life Terminator hasn’t been in the news lately, causing many to wonder if he’s in repair, in refurbishing, or out of commission. Well, wonder no more, readers – SLT is still on the strike.
Latest adventure: A (grumpy) SLT was scolded by his flagball team captain, Luca*, for not wanting to partake in a post-killer-hike flagball all-star game. SLT refused because a) he did not feel up to it, b) he is done caring about flagball, c) he felt it would just be another opportunity for his subjects to critique him on his usage of such horrible vulgarities like “darn” and “gosh”, and d) because it would be all (5) staff vs. students.
SLT did not like the odds. SLT was called a pansy by Luca*. SLT does not like being called a pansy. SLT was taunted.
SLT Rule #1: Do not taunt SLT.
The next day, Three students – Luca* among them – was heard running down the halls, yelling at the top of his lungs. Although SLT was informed by him later that it was excusable (because he was on his way to class), SLT decided to take action. He raised the typical punishment for this crime from pushups and a warning to 3 days dorm-bound.
Do not challenge SLT.
2. I’m going to
Lauran came to me and told me he thought he’d leave
On Sunday, then, I spent a lot of time thinking, wondering what I’d do in this case. Would my parents allow me to stay an extra couple of days alone? Would I have to come back with Lauran? Would this throw off my plans for my trip? I gave it to God and prayed he’d take care of it.
However, before I’d even had the chance to talk to my family, I got the best bad-news ever: Lauran checked on our airlines and found there were no open return flights from the 24th to the 28th! Saved!
Again, we’ve still got a ways to go. We need to somehow get accommodations in
3. SLT cannot avoid the coup d’etat. In all seriousness, though, it could get a little dangerous here in
The
I have no doubt either nothing will happen, or if it does, it won’t come close to where I am. However, I still ask you keep me, my kids, and our school in your prayers for the next few weeks. It could become a troubled time soon, and we need all the help we can get. Thanks.
Ok, I think I’m going to get some rest. All that napping this afternoon wore me out.
-cw
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent... or presumed innocent.
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