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Apparently. Well, people tell me so I think it’s more the colour and the fact my iris has quite a thick black line surrounding it that makes it look like cat eyes. Not really the shape.

My camp report:

It wasn’t crying and being confronted with yourself at all. Well, the second one kind of was..

We did some activities and had to challenge the other groups. If you won, you’d go up a step on the pyramid. There was beerpong, but you had to throw with your bad hand and there was water in it, spijkerpoepen, which I don’t know you know. You have this rope attached to you with a nail attached to that and you have to get the nail in a bottle. Then we had to build a house out of cards, but with one hand, which was impossible so we could do it with two. There was a drawing game too. One would draw something and the rest of the group had to guess what it was. The group that had the most cards guessed in 8 minutes won. We could also play soccer outside, and I would use my left leg and the other person their right leg and my right leg and her left would be attached to each other with elastic, which broke the whole time. I was very good at the beerpong thing so my group won the whole thing. We also did an estafette run, being blindfolded, which we also won. And then we had to do something with my entire class, which was forming a triangle with a rope, while being blindfolded. 

The evening/night was quite fun too. Everyone had taken booze with them and we played a drinking game with the other class called ”never have I” and that was good to get to know each other, but some things were very shocking. Some people were completely drunk and it was a bit embarrassing.  The supervising teachers went to bed early and let us be completely free, because after all, we are adults. 

Next day we had to build a model for a care center for a group of disabled people. A few were spastic, a few epileptic, a few were in a wheelchair and a few were blind. So we had to build a home for them with special facilities. No one really cared about it but we really made a model on the right scale and all and it looked really good. Then we also had to make a poster which would advertise our care center. Our home won. I was really proud.

Then we had to build a bridge of half a meter between two chairs. We had to put knives on it and the more knives it could hold, the more points. If the bridge was longer, you could also get more points. So we couldn’t really decide whether to go for weight or length and in the end it looked like shit. It was longer than half a meter though, so we got quite a few points. Then we had to play a game with both classes again. The numbers 1 til 11 and a * were laying on the ground and we got all got a number, same went for the other class. We could only walk forward or backwards and the class that had most of the people standing on the right number at the end won. At last we had to do tangram puzzles. All groups got pieces of paper in the shape of little triangles, big triangles, a small square, a weird shape and something else I’ve forgotten and had to make as many figures from a paper we got as possible. We only managed to get 2.

In the end my group ended second place. Another group passed us by with the tangram puzzles.

It wasn’t really bad but not really that much fun either. They easily could’ve done this in the gym at school. 

Yeah. And the whole surroundings were beautiful. It was a shame we didn’t really do a lot outside.

In a way we were confronted with ourselves. All these activities were focused on teamwork and you really learned who fulfilled which role in the group. That was very important to learn too, since we have to write a report about the camp and have to write about our roles as well. So what I’ve learned is how to work together, which role I fulfill and the weaknesses and strenghts of our group.

I think the worst thing about it was that there was so much time between the activities. And we had to be at the camping (it was a camping farm) at 9.15 am. We didn’t actually do anything until 12. Then we did something and again had to wait for 2 hours. It was a bit badly organised. And between the activities you couldn’t really go anywhere, because you didn’t know when the next thing was going to start.