Friday, July 25, 2014

Prithee, which holiday is it?

I remember having this confusion in my younger years!

Thursday, July 24, 2014

A song in your sole

I just read an article that explained one of the reasons that the pioneer children walked and walked and walked across the plains. The wagon ride was so bumpy — these were the days before shock absorbers, road graders and bungee cords — that stuff would bounce around and fall out. It was actually safer for them to walk than to try to ride in the wagon!

Happy Pioneer Day!

*By interesting coincidence, Arie Van de Graaff references this same Primary song in his cartoon today!

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Betcha can't eat just one!


Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Totally hot

I think one of the main purposes of the Pioneer Trek reenactments is to encourage suffering among our youth. But they always seem to come back happy and energized!

By the way, this cartoon was featured in Meridian Magazine this last weekend. Now you know!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Trip Scrapbook No. 6

It's always fun to see the students — and chaperones — experience a new culture.

Especially the food.
Coming back home, we had just a little glitch in Customs.
All in all it was a great trip, with a lot of amazing experiences. But as they say, there's no place like home!

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Trip Scrapbook No. 5

We had a couple of exciting adventures when we got to Paris.

Ever since we were in Germany (home of the Volkswagen), a couple of kids had been playing Slug Bug. Well, the boy saw a Beetle, and slugged the girl.

Out of nowhere, this big (and drunk) guy got right up in the boy's face: "They may do it in Spain! They may do it in Italy! They may do it in Germany! But in France, we DO NOT HIT GIRLS!"

We were able to shoo him away before anything bad happened, but it was a surprise to everyone! I think they moved on from that game and on to something else from there.
The next adventure was on the subway. We told our kids several times to hurry onto the car; the doors close very quickly at this stop. We lined up; the subway train came. The doors opened...and one girl hesitated. The door closed on her arm, and she had to pull it out and get back onto the platform.

She had the presence of mind to get on the next train, and our group was reunited again.