On 19 Jul 2010 18:56:17 -0500, " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant> wrote:
>
>
>The Adventures of Stevie #17
>
>These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
>are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
>been true. LOL
>
>My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
>in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
>before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
>friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
>service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
>Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
>fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
>he isn't here in person. I think.
>All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
>that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
>Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
>The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
>Stevie is 11 in this story, in summer camp.
>
>
>The Adventures of Stevie #17 "Life is a Beach"
>
>
>Dear Carlos,
>
>
> There are shooting activities. One of them is archery. I tried it.
>It's very sad when the arrow jumps out of the bow and falls down right
>at my feet. I'm not strong enough to pull the string back far enough
>for the arrow to notice I did that, so it doesn't go anywhere near the
>target. I don't blame it. I wouldn't either. Ha ha. We shoot rifles
>too, with 22LR rounds. The targets are too far away for me to see them
>well enough to aim for them, so before the shooting I walked up to them
>so I could set them in my mind and walked back. Then I shot them. I did
>it so the counselor who ran the range didn't see I did it with my eyes
>closed. Getting the shots in the bullseye was too easy, so I made an X
>over it with the bullet holes, just like I do at school. The other
>activity I call shooting too, is darts. I never did darts before. I'm
>not strong enough to throw them straight so I have to arc them over and
>to the target. They land at an angle. The older campers laughed at
>that. I didn't mind because I can hit any place on the target I want,
>exactly. It was so easy I got bored really fast, so I made a game to
>myself making fancy patterns with the darts on the target and not
>caring about the score. I don't think anybody noticed it, and that I
>wasn't really looking at what I was doing. I did have fun there because
>of Mike. Whenever he hit near where he was aiming at, he would yell
>"Forsooth!" Everybody knew how well he was doing. Or not. Ha ha.
>
> I like the arts and crafts activity. I already know how to do
>everything there but 2 things I never did before. Basket weaving and
>braiding lanyards. I found out my strong fingers are very good for
>those things. I can go very fast and pull the weaving and braiding
>really tight when it should be. I like it so much I'm making things for
>the other campers too. I don't mind if they tell their parents they
>made them themselves. Ha ha. The counselors are asking me to make
>lanyards for their whistles to hang from.
>
> We went on a long hike along the beach today. I made a mistake about
>what I wore. The last time we swam at the beach, an older camper picked
>me up and threw me in the water. He got in trouble for that. He should
>have asked. So when we did the hike I remembered what happened and
>didn't put a belt on my shorts because I didn't want it to get wet if
>somebody threw me in the water again. We were just hiking, not
>swimming, so we didn't wear swim suits. The mistake was my shorts were
>too loose and kept falling down, and letting everybody see my white
>briefs underwear. Worrying about it made my monster start waking up, so
>I had to hold up my shorts with my hands. That made problems reaching
>for shells to add to my collection. No matter how fast I grabbed a
>shell from the sand, my shorts fell before my hands could get back to
>them. Everybody behind me saw my extra whiter than white tightly
>covered butt a lot. Go ahead and laugh! I'm doing that now. Ha ha. Then
>a counselor picked me up and put me on his shoulders! That was a big
>surprise. It never happened before. I never rode on somebody's
>shoulders before. Everything looked different from so high up, and
>shaky, too. My monster was rubbing against his neck and head. It liked
>it. So did I.
>
> After a while he put me down and my shorts didn't fall down! Monster
>was holding them up. It was a good thing my shirt hung out and covered
>it. I was glad I didn't have to use my hands to keep them up. Then my
>monster started to go back to sleep. I knew that was going to make the
>pants problem happen again, so I thought of Jeremy up there in front of
>me, and that kept it awake for a while. Then it got too tired and had
>to sleep. I tried real hard to think of what to do, then I thought of
>putting a big rock in the waistband of my shorts to make it tighter. I
>found a good rock for that, and bent to pick it up, and of course my
>shorts dropped again. Enough laughing! Ha ha. I pulled them up and
>stuck the rock against my side in the waistband, and it worked! What a
>relief! Ha ha.
>
> I learned a good lesson from the falling shorts. When you want to try
>something new, it's a good idea to test it first in private before
>making a fool of yourself in public. Unless you really want to make the
>boys and girls behind you know everything about your behind. But then
>I've been thinking what happened might not be such a bad thing. The
>girls look at me more now. One of them never stops looking every time I
>see her. She is very pretty. There is a dance tomorrow night. I wonder
>who will ask first?
>
>
>Your friend,
>
>Stephen
Hi Grant,
Thanks for the latest Stevie adventure. He is smart enough to figure
out how things work. The only time he is surprised is when someone
else does something unpredictable (like tossing him in the ocean), and
he doesn't realy like being surprised. Is it because very often
surprises are unpleasant for him? Or maybe he just likes being in
control of himself?
Will Stevie ever cut loose and let his hair down? Methinks he has an
opportunity next time!
You go Stevie!
Doc
NP-f31
|
|