Norval

Norval

On October 20th the entire of the SJK middle school population went to a team building day. The day started 15 minutes early because Ms. G told everyone to be at school 15 minutes early. We left the school on two overly cramped busses. At Norval we were separated into our grades and had some fun. The grade eights got to do pig toss, or Inuit blanket toss in which everyone held a part of a circular blanket and threw someone in the middle into the air and then caught them again. We were then split into two smaller groups. The group I was with went to the base of a fourteen foot wall and were told the only thing we could use to get over the wall was each other. We pent the first fifteen minutes just “talking” about how we would get to the top. Eventually we came up with the system of Wyatt and Cassie would hoist one person at a time as high as they could reach. Then the person being lifted would grapple with the top of the wall to get over.

The Third activity that we did was appropriately called mission impossible (movie #1). One person was strapped to a harness with four ropes attached and was told to pick up four balls on the ground, without touching the ground. This “impossible mission” would have been impossible if there was no communication. This game taught me that if no one speaks up then nothing will get done. After a healthy lunch of jam sandwiches we went inside the main building for the afternoon. Inside we were greeted by three overly enthusiastic drummers who proceeded to teach us with very few words how to make a song with over a hundred drums a have a lot of fun.

Sitting in my chare and miss spelling chair even though the computer says that I am not I find it easy to think back and recall the fun of getting over wall, throwing people with a blanket, or swinging people in the air with only the trust of the person in the air to keep it all together. On the wall the person dangling in the air above every on else had to depend on the people on the other side of the wall standing on a platform to make sure that they did not fall to the ground. Though in the other group there was a lack of communication resulting in the fall of Aureon onto the ground half an inch away from Tristan nearly knocking him unconscious. Not to mention killing the unicorn (and donkey) that Aureon now insists saved his behind from a very prickly situation.