This reminds me when I was at girl scout camp. I was probably six or seven. It was suppose to be bed time, I was trying to sleep. Everyone else was yanking away. The counselors told us all to go outside. They asked for a volunteer. Silly me raised my hand. They picked me and said that I had to hug a tree for a few minutes because "we" wouldn't quiet down. I was mortified. Pretty sure I cried the whole rest of the time I was there. :(
the tree hugger.
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A boy after my own heart.
...and he likes trees!
This reminds me when I was at girl scout camp. I was probably six or seven. It was suppose to be bed time, I was trying to sleep. Everyone else was yanking away. The counselors told us all to go outside. They asked for a volunteer. Silly me raised my hand. They picked me and said that I had to hug a tree for a few minutes because "we" wouldn't quiet down. I was mortified. Pretty sure I cried the whole rest of the time I was there. :(
Jana,
I am sorry. How awful for you!!!
LOL Al Gore would be proud!
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