Friday, September thirtieth and we were
all at the camp
Sitting in class, we were learning like
champs.
You could feel it in the air, one
thought was the trend,
Why, it was all of the excitement for
the Winnipeg Free Weekend!
We packed up our stuff while the boys
yelled, “Van Crew!”
Then got in the vans and the time, it
just flew!
Booth College was our home for those few
short nights,
And we learned the members of our small
groups without the use of sight!
We clucked and barked, mooed and giraffe-ed...
And by the end, all we could do was
laugh-ed.
Then off on our own, we hit up the town
Visiting Purple City, and acting like
clowns.
Coral |
Laura |
Larissa, Lisa, Jonathan, Coral, Emily, Sandy & Laura showing off their mad skills |
Welcome October, Saturday the first,
It was a day of celebration, the day of
Coral’s birth!
The girls went shopping while the boys
did their laundry,
I’m sure their mothers will be
proud...something that rhymes with laundry.
Megan & the birthday girl |
The events of that night caused people
to plan,
A trip to Value Village had some
laughing in the van.
Now Value Village always has treasures
to be bought,
And those gems that we found we thought,
“How can we not?”
Decked out in stripes, glitter and
colours so bright,
We all went Roller Skating—I mean, what
else do you do on a Saturday night?
Partying at Wheelies |
Oh the fun we did have! The laughter and
glee,
Some were quite natural, but others had a
hurt knee.
We skated and danced until our feet we
so sore,
But let me tell you, that the night was
not a bore.
our snazzy leaders |
Rachel rocking the old-school roller skates |
Unreal. |
On Sunday we went back to the place it
all began,
CMU, where some of us could make a future
educational plan.
It was the campus visit day and all the
sites were in the land
And when we sat down to pray for supper,
we were the only site holding hands!
That evening we all gathered as one
collection,
For a night of worship and listening to
a personal reflection.
The event was called the MUD cafe;
Mission Under Discussion, as they would
say.
And that’s the tale of our eventful
weekend of fun.
Just ask any Outtatowner, they will be
sad that it’s done!
Written by: Megan Sherk
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