A Polish Joke for you

So Monday we got up to begin our first day of English camp. We had breakfast. That was a couple slices of bread, spread with some cheese or something, and a cup of tea. To me, meager, but really quite tasty and it actually held me over til noon-thirty when we were served dinner (lunch.) 7:15 we are out the door. Pastor drove us into Slupsk to the school. About a 20 minute ride, one we did twice a day for the entire week, landscape which became ever so familiar to us, but everyday produced something to look at as we passed it by. There is even a Fiskar factory/distributor there! Oh the things that excite us! {eyeroll}

Upon arriving at the school we were introduced to the staff there. Very welcoming. After a quick tour of the facilities we began readying ourselves for our first group opening, and readying the classrooms with supplies. As we carried on with the preparations, the children began coming in. We gathered in the lunch room and began. We opened with prayers and songs and then we were dispersed to the classrooms. The younger group (7-9 years) were told, “Go with Geo!” So here comes a herd of about 16 kids, all lined up and raring to go. As I finished a conversation with one of the other ladies, I directed the kids across the hallway and into the nearest “classroom”. I turned around to the door I sent them into and saw them there, silhouetted against the huge window at the “end of the tunnel”. They were quietly giggling amongst themselves when much to my surprise I realized I had sent them all into the bathroom…the teacher’s bathroom at that! They couldn’t have been packed in there any tighter, staring into each of the stalls, and just giggling, waiting for me, and I am sure they were wondering, “Okay what’s up with the crazy woman and why are we in the bathroom????” Yes, it was a bit embarrassing, but with kids…well there is some saving grace there. So I called them all out, (like it was perfectly normal to have sent them in in the first place) and we went up stairs to the room directly above the teacher’s water closet. Thank God for the the letters WC. Repeat after me, WC, water closet.

And so began the camp…..