Camp Horrible

Gavriel in Israel

This post shall tell you about the first 3 days of Camp Horrible.  The first day was horrific. There are hardly any  nice people, there are no clocks in the rooms, so you have to bring your own watch, and in one class the teacher says that if you don't speak, write, understand, read, and listen, you don't know Hebrew.  No one in my class agrees.  

The next day, I figured out that this is a camp for people who don't know Hebrew at all.  The good part about that day was that someone said something very rude about my family, and I almost pushed him onto the pavement.  That day, he got expelled.  That was a good day.  The rest of the day my friend and I sat in our chairs with looks of triumph on our faces.  On the bus ride home, we were saying "He's out! He's out!" and were very, very happy.  

Today, we were going to go swimming.  We got changed, then the teacher didn't use his common sense because he didn't notice that both pools had lessons going on in them.  So, we ended up changing back into our regular clothes and going back to class.  In class, I did not learn anything for the third day in a row.  After recess we had the same teacher as we did before recess.  And again I did not learn anything.  The next period was weird.  We had a different teacher and we were learning about nature.  We went into a little place in the back of the camp where there are goats, turtles, birds, and rabbits.  I fed the goats from the other side of the fence because I am allergic to everything with fur.  On the way back to class the teacher littered, which was strange because she says she loves nature.  What a hypocrite!  

Signing off,

Gavi