![]() ![]() ![]() While digging my hole I thought about my no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great- grandfather and our curse…The reason for my visit at Camp Green Lake is he! And why will this turn a bad boy into a good one? By the way, I am not a bad boy! The surface was hard and mummified and it wasn’t adapted for digging holes. I didn’t know before, that digging a hole is so arduous.That’s easier said than done! I thought that we had to look for interesting things, but I didn’t know, if it was right. Pendanski briefed me and then I started digging my first hole… And who took that? …X-Ray! He is the leader of our group and he always took the shortest shovel because your shovel is your scale.Įach group was assigned a different area of the „lake“. They all looked the same except only one shovel, which was shorter than the other. ![]() It was still dark and you could only see the stars and the moon at the sky…Īfter eating breakfast we got our shovels. Pendanski came to our tent and woke everyone up. Today was my second day at Camp Green Lake…and it was terrible!Įarly in the morning -at 4.30 a.m.- Mr. ![]()
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