OFF TO CAVE HILL CREEK
As Tuesday dawned, with bags all packed
A crowd soon gathered, a bus was stacked;
Mums with tears of dread and fear
Now kissed and cuddled children dear,
The time had come - the staff looked sleak,
“We’re off!�?cried the kids, “To Cave Hill Creek!�?/FONT>
Three nights away from mum and dad
Brings a smile to every girl and lad,
“We’ve got our teddies, knickers and jocks -
But I’ll be damned! I forgot my socks -
Well I don’t care - Do I look glum?
At least I’ve got gear to cover me bum!!
We’ve been on the road for less than a moment,
And Polio 13 has been launched and exploded,
We’re starting to pass our very first truck
When one of the boys thinks it’s time for a chuck!
Not only a member of the Polio crew -
But a young Christ Church laddie joins in for a spew.
At Sovereign Hill more fun was at hand,
We dodged the horses - explored the land;
Zac fell like a fairy from one of the trees,
Alex mangled his fingers using only his knees;
Yes blood was again Beneath the Southern Cross
But all of it HALLies - so who gives a toss?
In late afternoon the bus came to rest,
We were all lollied up and some were distressed,
The shaking and rolling had made bladders weak
And another RUSH was at hand by those needing a LEAK!
As darkness descended across the campsite,
Mr Curran yelled, “Kids! You’ll all need a light.
Eureka’s the game - And you’ll be in the dark
So Chai - you white Polar Bear - now, what a bright spark!
You’re dressed like an ice-cream, a regular card,
You’ll be dealt with no doubt within the first yard.�?/FONT>
The robbers emerged in a flurry of guises,
But the local wildlife had left some surprises,
As Quinnie the Legend towards the gold slew,
He was covered head to toe in kangaroo POO!
Now the new day brought forth more adventure and fun
As huts were created against wind and the sun,
Though some passed the test as buckets were thrown,
Others drowned in their palaces like Royals on Thrones!
As we walked through the bush along Paradise Track,
No one thought of the danger of sudden attack,
But as Bella walked bravely, and faced every trick
She was set upon by a most bloodthirsty stick.
It attacked out of nowhere, yes it came straight from hell
And the silence exploded with a most hideous yell.
The children were frightened, none wanted to linger,
As the stick macheteed through Bella’s small finger.
We struggled home bravely, to the safety we know
Relieved to live through, one heck of a show.
Now rumours are rampant, that Otto the lair,
Is in love with a lady with pigtailed blonde hair.
He’s so keen I hear that his only recourse
Is to help dear Miss Seator secure a divorce.
Well today Tom and Emma went on a long run,
And the results they achieved were fantastic - WeLL Done!
And Tom to his shame thought to celebrate proper
He should turn into Christ Church’s greatest pants dropper.
We all know young Tom is one of the boys -
So Mate! Don’t display anymore of your toys!
We’ve a lot more to do, the fun’s really just started,
There might be Baked Beans for breakfast and when everyone’s fffffffffiinished,
We’ll go and do canoodaling and wet our pants with joy,
And prove to all and sundry that Christ Church,
Has great girls and boys!
Note: It has become something of a tradition at my school that on the last night of camp I write a verse for the children detailing the weeks events. The children really look forward to the poem and can’t wait to see if they have done something that will immortalise them in the humour of the weeks events. This is the poem I wrote for the Year 4 class in 2000 during their camp to Cave Hill Creek. These children have now been on two camps with yours truly......so they have been embarrassed twice...
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