Read Wednesday 15th June
Thursday 16th June
8:02am Eugh, waking up at the crack of dawn with a hangover is definitely not fun when you have to get the kids up too, especially when it hits you that you have to teach for the next eight hours. That fucking loudspeaker is making my ears bleed. I need to stop getting so pissed at the GC. I can’t deal with the kids in my lessons when I’m like this. All of a sudden they’re five times more annoying.
9:15am My bunk’s bench is quite far back in the dining hall, so every morning I have to walk past all the other bunks’ tables to get to the food. Danielle’s bunk sits at the front and every morning she trills, ‘You alriiight’ at me in her Brummy tones as I go past. Pretty funny, although she didn’t say it with her usual enthusiasm today and she looks rough as. Maybe she should give up those late night shots too.
Jude is so annoyingly proactive; I knew she would be as soon as I saw her. She’s one of those perky people – always wearing a North Face jacket or body warmer – and ready for action at a second’s notice. She likes order and she doesn’t drink. You wouldn’t catch her crawling up the steps to the bunk at three in the morning. We’re two very different people, and she needs to chill out if we’re going to make it through the summer.
6:42pm The woman who leads ceramics next door to us in stained glass must’ve been bought in especially for her ‘skills’, it’s definitely not for her award-winning personality. She’s so strict, yet really dithery at the same time. As soon as she has a naughty kid they run rings round her and she doesn’t know what to do. I have to teach ceramics with her every day and in the lessons I’ve had with her so far, she’s just made me sit at a table with the naughty kids expecting me to sort them out while she works with all the nice ones. I’d never used clay in my life before I came here, so I guess it’s for the best, in a way. She spends her time firing up the kiln – she’s always going on about that fucking kiln – and getting the clay ready for the kids. She’s another one who doesn’t appreciate mine and Cara’s sense of humour and play – ‘fuckin dry shite’, are the three most obvious words to describe her.
7:17pm Before I came to camp I was worried about not being liked by the kids, but now one of my campers absolutely worships me and it’s really getting on my nerves. She tracks me down around camp and wants to hug and touch me all the time. I do feel sorry for her, she told me she’s the most unpopular kid at school and I’m pretty sure she’s not exaggerating. She’s so gangly and doofus-like. She’s also one of those sickly children with a permanent cold. She starts every sentence with an emphatic ‘so’ – which really gets on my nerves too. When she wants to ask me something it’s, “Lucy, can I ask a question?” Argh, why can’t she just ask me the question first time round?
There are definitely some very odd children here. One of Cara’s campers has become obsessed with her too; she comes up to visual arts and makes all this crap to give her. She makes hearts with her name in and leaves them on Cara’s pillow. Cara is not impressed. She’s not warm in the huggy, lovey dovey way – like she wouldn’t give a child a big hug or be tender with them if they were sick or anything – her way of being warm is more in the fact that she’s fun and makes the kids laugh and feel at ease. She doesn’t like the weird kids, or the ugly ones, or the fat kids either. She told me if she had an ugly, fat kid she’d give it up for adoption. A few things I’ve learned about Cara so far include:
- Her 30-second mood swings – occasionally she’ll stomp around ranting about the ‘fuckin dry shites’. Then the next minute, she’ll be laughing – throwing her head back and cracking up.
- When she laughs she does it heartily, slapping her hands on her knees and bending over double with her mouth wide open. Her whole body jolts.
- Actually that’s another thing – she’s extreme. She’ll either love something, “dat’s da fuckin’ bollocks”, or hate it “dat’s fuckin’ shite”, and the same goes for people.
- She has this odd habit of always pulling at her nose – like she’s wiping imaginary bogies, or she’s just snorted some drugs. Pretty sure she hasn’t, although she is very perky.
- She’s fucking funny.
7:34pm Earlier today in ceramics I was put in charge of this seven-year-old whose parents died in 9/11, four years ago now. Obviously I felt really sorry for him, and he’s the cutest kid in the world too with big brown eyes and a perfect little smile complete with dimples. We were just mucking about, but I got him all hyped up and excited by being silly and making faces with the clay – he got giddy and ran off. He was legging it around the miniature golf course, and of course I couldn’t keep up, which he found hilarious. Twenty minutes later I managed to catch up with him/he got bored and he decided he wanted to play with water. It’s been a cold day, but obviously, cute kid, parents dead, what can you say? So we did. At the end of the lesson I went to clear his stuff away and as I’m bending over he comes and wrings out a freezing cold sponge over my head. Then he proudly does it to himself, and just ends up in fits of giggles rolling around on the floor. He was laughing so much he got the hiccups. He is so cute; love him. There are some adorable kids here, but plenty of little shits too.
11:49pm In the evenings they have ‘canteen’, which is where I DJ. It’s just a big shed at the top of camp past the tennis courts and near the dining hall. There’s endless ice cream and pizza to fatten the kids up before sleep, it’s unbelievable. The queue snakes around and the kids stand in line waiting for ice cream while shoving pizza in their mouths. The counselors making it in the kitchen can’t work fast enough. This goes on for about an hour and a half depending on the age of your kids. Thirty minutes after going up there Cara has to round up her little ones and get them back to bed, but they’re all super high on sugar, cheese and party music – nightmare. Some of them just aren’t satisfied with all the pizza and sugar and so hit up the vending machines on the way out too.
Friday 17th June coming soon…