(On this, you have to additionally think and read between the lines.)
Dear Mom & Dad,
We are having a great time here at Camp CanyaCatchaCough. Our Scoutmaster is making us
all write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and worried. We are OK.
Only 1 of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got washed away.
Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for
Charlie when it happened. Oh yes, please call Charlie’s mother and tell her he is OK.
He can’t write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search & rescue jeeps.
It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it hadn’t been for the lightning.
Scoutmaster got mad at Charlie for going on a hike alone without telling anyone.
Charlie said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he just probably didn’t hear him
over all of the noise and shouting.
Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas will blow up? The wet wood still didn’t
burn, but one of our tents did. Also, some of our clothes. John is going to look a bit weird
until all his hair grows back.
We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster gets the the old station wagon fixed. It wasn’t
his fault about the wreck.The brakes worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster said that with a
car that old you have to expect something to break down; that’s probably why he can’t get
insurance on it.
We think it’s a neat car. He doesn’t care if we get it dirty, and if its engine gets too hot, he even
lets us all pee on the radiator to cool it down. ***
Also, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets pretty hot inside with 10 people in a car.
He let us take turns riding in the trailer, until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us.
Our Scoutmaster is a neat guy. Don’t worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching
Travis how to drive. But he only lets him drive on the mountain roads where there isn’t any
traffic. All we ever see up there are logging trucks.
This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake.
Scoutmaster wouldn’t let me, because I can’t swim and Charlie was afraid he would sink
because of his cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can
still see some of the trees under the water from the flood. Our Scoutmaster isn’t crabby
like some scoutmasters. He didn’t even get mad about the life jackets.
He has to spend a lot of time working on the car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.
Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When David dove in the lake and
a submerged tree limb cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Also Raymond and I
threw up. Scoutmaster said it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken.
I have to go now. We are going into town to mail our letters and buy bullets. Don’t worry about
anything. We are fine.
Love,
Your son
P.S. How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?
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