2nd Summer As A Ranch Counselor.
What was different about my second summer working at the Ranch, from the first summer, was the special snack bar thing that they had for the counselors. On a certain day, each week, at night, you would go to a building to fellowship with other counselors, worship God, have snacks, drinks, and somebody usually gave an inspirational sermon to keep the counselors focused.
June - August 2006
21 years old
Word Of Life's Camp: The Ranch: Pottersville, New York, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Friday, June 2, 2006
Friday, July 22, 2005
West Coast Counselor
West Coast Counselor.
I was able to send letters to people I knew. I asked them to give me money. I needed around $400 to around $800 USD or so, or more, or something, so that I could fly from my first college, the Word Of Life Bible Institute (WOLBI) in Pottersville, New York USA, to the Word Of Life's West Coast Camp (WCC). I raised enough money. People mailed in money or I at least thought people did. I was able to fly in an airplane to the camp. I was able to be a counselor. I use to go to this same camp each year when I was younger as a camper from the years of 1999 to the year 2003, which was 5 strait years.
July 2006
21 years old
West Coast Camp: California, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
I was able to send letters to people I knew. I asked them to give me money. I needed around $400 to around $800 USD or so, or more, or something, so that I could fly from my first college, the Word Of Life Bible Institute (WOLBI) in Pottersville, New York USA, to the Word Of Life's West Coast Camp (WCC). I raised enough money. People mailed in money or I at least thought people did. I was able to fly in an airplane to the camp. I was able to be a counselor. I use to go to this same camp each year when I was younger as a camper from the years of 1999 to the year 2003, which was 5 strait years.
July 2006
21 years old
West Coast Camp: California, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
Monday, February 14, 2000
Valentines Day 2000
When I was 15 years old in the year 2000, for Valentines Day, which was on Monday, the 14th of February 2000, I recorded our church party at our church, the Cornelius Community Baptist Church, with my new smaller VHS-C compatible camcorder that came from my father.
The party went from around 5 - 7 PM. I tried recording those 2 hours. It may have lasted longer, if you count waiting for the children to be picked up by their parents. The party was designed to allow parents to drop off their kids on their way to a romantic dinner or whatever that they want to do as parents or as a couple in need of rekindled intimacy.
Only a few children and teens attended. There was a total of around 20 people, including youth group leader Rich Libby who was married in our church, Stephanie and Brian Bishop, Christina Beaty, two twin brothers who like Pokemon, the neighborhood (from the Rose Grove where I was raised at) girls who are friends with my younger sister who was also there, a baby, and there may have been a few others.
We had a few snacks, games, a cartoon movie to watch, drinks, and there was me with my camcorder. In another room was the like temporary secretary or accountant Tom Bamford or I forget his exact last name, and I surprised and caught him on camera in the church office. I recorded Crystal, me, and the neighborhood girls in the church playground running around and some basketball. I recorded Stephanie drawing a picture of the baby. I recorded myself making slam dunks with a ball into the carpet and ground of our church. I recorded the twins talk about Pokemon. I made a balloon talk like my guinea pig Ra Ra Hercules Roberto.
The party went from around 5 - 7 PM. I tried recording those 2 hours. It may have lasted longer, if you count waiting for the children to be picked up by their parents. The party was designed to allow parents to drop off their kids on their way to a romantic dinner or whatever that they want to do as parents or as a couple in need of rekindled intimacy.
Only a few children and teens attended. There was a total of around 20 people, including youth group leader Rich Libby who was married in our church, Stephanie and Brian Bishop, Christina Beaty, two twin brothers who like Pokemon, the neighborhood (from the Rose Grove where I was raised at) girls who are friends with my younger sister who was also there, a baby, and there may have been a few others.
We had a few snacks, games, a cartoon movie to watch, drinks, and there was me with my camcorder. In another room was the like temporary secretary or accountant Tom Bamford or I forget his exact last name, and I surprised and caught him on camera in the church office. I recorded Crystal, me, and the neighborhood girls in the church playground running around and some basketball. I recorded Stephanie drawing a picture of the baby. I recorded myself making slam dunks with a ball into the carpet and ground of our church. I recorded the twins talk about Pokemon. I made a balloon talk like my guinea pig Ra Ra Hercules Roberto.
Monday, June 14, 1993
State Test 1993
State Test 1993.
Mom home-schooled us children until each one of us were ready for public education, but only when each individual child was mentally there (backed with determination).
Older sis Katie was taught at home until 1st grade, my bro Rick until 5th grade, me (Joey Arnold) until 9th grade in 2000 (but I was 15 years old, as in a year too late, and Crystal was always at least one school-grade year ahead, if not more, and went on to learn more math and languages and other things more than me and older sister Katie), and my younger sis Crystal until 8th grade when she was 13 years old in 2002 - 2003 school year. She turned 13 in 2002.
In the year 1993, when I was 8 years old, my mom, Crystal, and I had to go from Forest Grove to the city Oregon City, which is like 2 hours on the Tri-Met buses.
The state and/or federal government and/or other things maybe, require that children take a required annual state test, they can determine if the kids are learning, but if they feel like they must then they may send children to foster care in an attempt to protect children from abusive families, fathers, mothers, siblings, relatives, friends, gangs, etc.
It was an all day test and my mom made me swallow possible more than a dozen of pills to help me think, mostly, and for energy, because a few hours in the morning and afternoon is a long time for an eight year old.
I was asked to draw anything I wanted during the test.
The man guessed that I was drawing a video game.
I actually drew the map of the world, since I want to travel.
My mom had to show the 30 to 40 year old bearded man with glasses. This may have been my main test instructor. I also had a full-body examination which was awkward. Just a year ago, it would have been less uncomfortable. But you know how things happen as we get older.
The main man asked some trick questions which my mom told me later that sometimes some things are not fair, especially when trying to take advantage of children in order to get them to test lower to enhance the possibilities of failing, so that more can go to to public schools, which may pull for increased taxes to pay for the extra lunch food and bus seats, etc.
1993
8 years old
Oregon City, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
Mom home-schooled us children until each one of us were ready for public education, but only when each individual child was mentally there (backed with determination).
Older sis Katie was taught at home until 1st grade, my bro Rick until 5th grade, me (Joey Arnold) until 9th grade in 2000 (but I was 15 years old, as in a year too late, and Crystal was always at least one school-grade year ahead, if not more, and went on to learn more math and languages and other things more than me and older sister Katie), and my younger sis Crystal until 8th grade when she was 13 years old in 2002 - 2003 school year. She turned 13 in 2002.
In the year 1993, when I was 8 years old, my mom, Crystal, and I had to go from Forest Grove to the city Oregon City, which is like 2 hours on the Tri-Met buses.
The state and/or federal government and/or other things maybe, require that children take a required annual state test, they can determine if the kids are learning, but if they feel like they must then they may send children to foster care in an attempt to protect children from abusive families, fathers, mothers, siblings, relatives, friends, gangs, etc.
It was an all day test and my mom made me swallow possible more than a dozen of pills to help me think, mostly, and for energy, because a few hours in the morning and afternoon is a long time for an eight year old.
I was asked to draw anything I wanted during the test.
The man guessed that I was drawing a video game.
I actually drew the map of the world, since I want to travel.
My mom had to show the 30 to 40 year old bearded man with glasses. This may have been my main test instructor. I also had a full-body examination which was awkward. Just a year ago, it would have been less uncomfortable. But you know how things happen as we get older.
The main man asked some trick questions which my mom told me later that sometimes some things are not fair, especially when trying to take advantage of children in order to get them to test lower to enhance the possibilities of failing, so that more can go to to public schools, which may pull for increased taxes to pay for the extra lunch food and bus seats, etc.
1993
8 years old
Oregon City, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
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