Las Galeras Camp: Día Tres

Lots of fun today! We arrived at the play a few minutes before nine and there were already a dozen campers waiting at the really well-kept baseball field. Ten minutes later we had 50 or so kids with us. Sarah did a great job splitting up the campers into three groups; for throwing, batting, and fielding. Her coach would be proud! Of course getting three groups of campers to rotate between the three stations proved a bit challenging. I’ve been trying for nine years to figure out how to do that without much success either. That’s why every time we want campers to rotate between activities Tanya sagely reminds me that we should rotate the activity and not the campers. Regardless, everyone got a chance to do all three activities... eventually.

At the end of the session Sarah created a competition in which the campers needed to throw a softball about 30 feet and knock another ball off a tee. One at a time all campers tried and failed (basically because they didn’t realize that accuracy was much more important than power and just threw the ball as hard as they could. I guess they don’t watch Survivor.) Finally the last camper came up, a tiny shy boy of eight. He gathered all his might and heaved. The ball bounced once , then again and then landed right on the tee, easily knocking the ball off. The campers erupted! And now this little boy is the proud owner of a Cheshire Flames t-shirt — that he may grow into in about five years.

After that rousing finish to the morning’s activity we headed over to the camp. We followed the campers and instead of going back to the main road the way we came, they took a back road that led right to the school. As we came home from the camp a couple of hours later I remarked that no one could have told us of this route to the school that avoided the traffic on the main road? For the rest of the way home we debated whether the locals would se us as silly Gringos if we walked on the main road or this back way in. My view was that since everyone walks on the main road with the trucks and motorcycles, and horses, that they would find us strange taking the long way around. Tanya took the opposing viewpoint. Share your view on this post as you see fit.