Mr. White

Monday night of the first week of camp, I had to speak to all of the campers at chapel (I was pretty nervous, not gonna lie). This was the first night of camp and they were not completely comfortable yet so I had no idea of how they would receive my presence/talk. Turns out I did a decent job. I ended up talking about trusting God even when you're lost with something or do not feel His presence. I mentioned my Bible School experience at Bodenseehof and added in some stories to try and make the kids laugh. I also managed to find out from my fellow coaches (Ryan and Jesse) that one of my nervous mannerisms is completely opposite of most people's. I apparently slow down during a public speech and take my time when I am nervous! I don't realize this obviously because I feel my heart pounding, face burning, and race through my scattered thoughts to find the right words like everybody else (I think). However, I seemed to be very laid back and seemed calm. Weird. Whatevs [whatever], it went well and after was our theme night game where I experienced a very uncomfortable outfit.

I was Mr. White in the Masterson Murder Mystery. A big game of Clue which took place all around the campus. If you are going to Prov Sports Camps in the near future and are reading this, please disregard what you just have read (we want it to be somewhat of a surprise, but I am pretty sure none of the campers-to-be will stumble across my blog!). I wore a white one piece suit of sorts and realized, once I put my legs in, that it was going to be a tight fit. I didn't think of this when I said I wanted to be Mr. White and saw the outfit. My appearance gave my fellow staff quite the laugh. I also had a white brimmed hat and a 5 piece candle stick handle as my weapon. The costume was so tight that I had to cover my crotch up with my candle stick as Manuel Jr. was very visible (I am sorry about this image but I have to tell you how uncomfortable it was). It was tough to walk because it felt like I had a permanent wedgie and I sadly had to climb many stairs to get to my position up in the Bell Tower. Now, the main building of Prov has no air conditioning and since hot air rises I was sweating up a storm in the stairway of the Bell Tower! Wow, the things I do to make others happy. I spoke with a Ron Burgundy accent and acted out some improv for the teams. Good times. I'm lookin' forward to tomo [tomorrow] night (Don't you find that texting 'tomorrow' takes too long? Abrieves are so handy).