Coopers Beach Christian Youth Camp
My Young Men’s Journey
As I arrive to the chapel my heart skips a beat feeling so pumped ready to say goodbye to my family as I leave for the Young Men’s camp.
The roaring sound of the siren goes off and it’s time to go. I turn to my parents to give them a hug and a kiss. I wave to my parents then suddenly I hear my friend screaming out to me saying “We can’t be late,” I rush to him and we both head inside and got separated into two teams, I was in black and he was in green. Before we left we got a little pep talk from the leaders. After we did some activities just to warm us up for the morning. My team lost but I felt like a winner anyways.
I took my bags to the van. I turned my head to the left and I saw one of my church buddies. I chucked my bags into the van and sprinted out to him. I caught up to him and saw that he had a hurt himself on the arm. he looked like he was in so much pain, so I run to get a leader to come help. The bleeding starts to overflow and it looks like a volcano when erupted. Brother Smith come to the rescue and patches up the bleeding mess. Then the siren goes off and we are all commanded to hit the road.
The engine starts off and I could already feel the sandy beach and the fresh breezy air. I open the window as we are on the road and swing my head out but while the wind is touching my tongue, a bug gets caught too. I put my head back in and open my bag to grab a fresh packet of Skofs. Opening up the bag was my favorite part because I could already taste the divine treat even though it hasn’t touched my mouth yet.
The Skof chip lands on my tongue and my taste buds are really happy. we stop at
a park for more activities. The game that we played was a four way tiger war. and each group settles in and grabs one piece of the immense rope. The siren howls of loudness and the games begin. We fall to the ground and I all I can taste is dirt and grass in my mouth.
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