Kauaeranga Christian Camp
It was term 2, week 4 on a wednesday’s morning.Camp was right around the corner.
All the year 8’s had packed and prepared for the following 3 days ahead.I arrived at school early
in the morning.It was still shivering cold.RING RING RING RING, that was the bell.
Slowly everyone meet in the hall for the final camp meeting. As time went on,the buses
had finally arrived.We all said our goodbyes and slowly wondered to the bus.Before we hopped on,
we packed all our luggage and climbed aboard.
All the year 8’s had packed and prepared for the following 3 days ahead.I arrived at school early
in the morning.It was still shivering cold.RING RING RING RING, that was the bell.
Slowly everyone meet in the hall for the final camp meeting. As time went on,the buses
had finally arrived.We all said our goodbyes and slowly wondered to the bus.Before we hopped on,
we packed all our luggage and climbed aboard.
We were 2 hours in to the trip just outside Thames.”Welcome to Thames” the sign said.
I knew we were close.The view looked amazing.I could see the green mountains and the
other wonderful things.
I knew we were close.The view looked amazing.I could see the green mountains and the
other wonderful things.
We had arrived at the Kauaeranga christian camp.I was happy to smell the fresh countryside air.
I got off the bus then yawned and stretched.”Please take any bag.Don’t waste your time finding your
own”Miss Flavel explained. We settled in and all found our sleeping places.
I got off the bus then yawned and stretched.”Please take any bag.Don’t waste your time finding your
own”Miss Flavel explained. We settled in and all found our sleeping places.
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