Attention Please...

I love Thursdays Blog Post. It is fun to be given a topic to write about. If you are interested you can check it out at: Mama's Losin It!! 4 prompts were given and I chose to write about the follow...

Recall a time when you did something to get noticed. Write about it.

My friends and I were always doing something to get noticed. We were a loud and crazy bunch of girls. We were always up to something and the more attention we got the better.. Our favorite time of year was when church camp rolled around.

Every June, we would pack up way to much stuff and head to Kamp Kiamiciah. On the way to camp we would all pray for a cute evangelist (we were super spiritual). One particular summer our prayers were answered. The young preacher was so good looking and he brought a friend. They had barely rolled into camp and all of us cabin 7 girls were in love.

As, I mentioned before, we were a loud and crazy bunch of girls. While we were loved, we were closely supervised because everyone knew we were always up to something. In attempt to get the cute preachers to notice us, we decided to revert back to our elementary days.. We decided picking on them would be the best way to get noticed. We declared a prank war! What a way to get their attention huh? I am sure they were not thinking good things about us as they sank into their water filled beds, or when Easter egg dye was put into their shower nozzles, or coolers of red kool-aid were being thrown on them. The pranks that we pulled on them were all out in the open. Everyone clearly knew who were behind them all..

But we didn't stop there.. We decided if we could pull off the best pranks, that the cabin 7 girls would go down in camp history and our names would be forever etched in the cute preachers minds. We were so dramatic. We schemed and planned every free minute we got. We were armed with all the prank essentials, toothpaste, honey, saran wrap, ketchup packets, toilet paper, eggs. We had declared war against the entire camp. Looking back, I will admit we took it a bit far, but how was I supposed to know that pouring a whole bottle of baby powder into a window fan would send a visiting missionary from Africa to the emergency room? I chalked it up as a learning experience..

Oh, no. A camp meeting was called. Everyone to the tabernacle immediately. The cabin 7 girls all grabbed hands and skipped to the meeting. We had a feeling that we knew what it was about.. but we decided to play dumb. We were right - THESE PRANKS HAVE GOT TO STOP...that is pretty much all I heard.. after that it started sounding like blah blah blah blah to me. After the meeting we headed back to our cabin to devise yet another plan. Operation, prove our innocence. We decided to toilet paper our own cabin. Genius right? If a prank like this was pulled on us, surely we weren't the ones doing all the pranks...

I still remember that night as if it were yesterday.. It was so very dark and all the cabin 7 girls could barely contain our excitement. It was hard to work at hushed tones. When we were finished we quickly got back into our bunks and laughed ourselves to sleep. The next morning, we were outraged? Who would do this to us? We were totally shocked (wink).

We decided to cool it for a few days, with the pranks. We just started following the preachers around. Laughing at all their jokes, acting interested in what they were into. You know all that pathetic stuff.. you do when you are young and totally immature..

Thursday night @ camp was is talent night. All the cabins sign up to perform certain songs, skits, etc. The last skit of the night were the two preachers. They said, they needed some volunteers. Several people raised their hands but no one from cabin 7. But somehow, we were the ones who ended up on the stage.. They told us that we had to stand perfectly still and they were going to wrap us in toilet paper. They were talking the whole time they were wrapping us. When we were completely wrapped from head to toe. They said, since we had already toilet papered our own cabin, they would just toilet paper us. Ugh. How did they know? We thought we were so sly. Then it got extremely quite. I knew something was up so I tried to make a get away but before I knew it, they were throwing water on us. Ugh. Wet toilet paper. We ran screaming after them. They were laughing saying they got the last laugh. The horn was blown. That was the call to return to your cabins. We entered our cabin and it was completely destroyed. But were we mad? Nope, we thought it was cool that the cute preachers had touched our stuff. We were pathetic I tell you.. pathetic. Oh, yeah. We still don't know what they thought when they entered their room but I bet it was something like this, Ugh!!! We just thought we got the last laugh!

We most certainly got their attention that summer. I bet they can't look back on that summer camp without us cabin 7 girls entering their minds... but I am sure it is not thoughts of love, or admiration. More like thorns in their sides, BRATS.

Oh, yeah. That summer we were 17. The next year we were all going to be 18 and camp counselors. It just so happened that year they changed the camp counselor age to 21. Do you wonder why?