Last week I went on a field trip to the Outer Banks.
With a bunch of fourth graders.
What was I thinking?
I will tell you what I was thinking.
A fun, educational trip with 6 hours of reading and nap time.
Um, have you ever ridden a bus with a lot of fourth graders?
Not conducive to naps or reading.
We had to leave at 6am.
Again, what was I thinking?
About fifteen minutes into our trip, the drama ensued.
All the kids were busily chatting on their Nintendo DS's.
Someone called someone a bad word in chat room B.
Everyone was in a tizzy over who did it?
It was like a real life version of Clue.
You know It was Mrs. Scarlett in the library with the candlestick.
Only this time it was
The girl in the hoodie, in seat 23, with a red DS.
Who of course denied it.
Thank goodness for smart, techno savvy teachers who figured out the culprit.
We arrived at The Lost Colony three hours later without much more drama.
I have lived in North Carolina my whole life but I honestly don't remember going to see the The Lost Colony.
It was actually quite interesting and educational.
For me anyway.
We went down to the stage where they put on the production.
The stage was built right in front of the ocean.
How cool is that?
Speaking of cool...it was just that.
I have only been colder one time in my life.
On the shore of the North Sea.
This may have been a close second.
What the temperature didn't do, the wind did.
Layer upon layer of clothes.
Wind whipping our faces.
After this picture, the hat, gloves, and scarf came out.
Then we clamored back on the bus and hoped we could warm up before our next stop.
We never did.
To be continued....