Day 14. An Explosion. - Thursday, 1/12/2005
Today we had our second campus time. The first one was on Tuesday. Student Life is divided into little sub committees. On Tuesday, the leader or representative from each committee (usually a student) visited us so that we each broke into the committees we were in, to plan what Student Life was going to do on Campus this year. Also, so that those on the project who were not on a committee could find out about the one they were interested in.
It was strange to see the familiar faces of our visitors intruding on our close little group. It didn't make me feel as homesick as I might have expected though. Then, just as suddenly our visitors were gone. Today they didn't come at all. Oh well.
Jess C. and Damien gave their testimonies at lunch today.
Tonight was pouring rain. Bethany, Noof and Trevor A. were in my group. We found another group made up of Marika, Jess H, Trevor G, Jonathon and Luke, talking to the two people from the Wilderness Society. That's the fourth time I've talked to them on Schoolies, and Noof has been seeing a lot of them too.
There was a guy who kept trying to break-dance in the rain, and although it was a good effort, he kept hurting himself and his friends kept trying to rescue him so that we wouldn't have to.
Trevor G. showed Noof that fire could be seen in the distance, so our group went to investigate. We walked quite a distance to see that the power box on the side of someone's shop appeared to have shorted from the rain and was on fire. We told the shopkeeper, but he seemed to be tired of telling people he already knew and kept on with business. We tried to keep people out of the way, but most people were walking on the footpath in the direction that they couldn't see it until they were already too close. We called the firemen and decided that in the meantime we take cover behind some pillars under the next building, as the box hard started to explode. The shopkeeper finally walked out with an extinguisher with what appeared to me to be an irritated gait. He gave it a bit of a blast and went back inside. Seconds later it started exploding again. I thought it was cool seeing fire in green and purple, as they are my favourite colours. But the firemen soon turned up and took out the colour. They put up signs everywhere (which had warnings about explosions), which the people walking the typical direction of the footpath seemed to find annoying. That is, until they got past and saw the resurrected fire which they found themselves too close to because they had tried to get around the signs. We had no more business there, and left.
It was strange to see the familiar faces of our visitors intruding on our close little group. It didn't make me feel as homesick as I might have expected though. Then, just as suddenly our visitors were gone. Today they didn't come at all. Oh well.
Jess C. and Damien gave their testimonies at lunch today.
Tonight was pouring rain. Bethany, Noof and Trevor A. were in my group. We found another group made up of Marika, Jess H, Trevor G, Jonathon and Luke, talking to the two people from the Wilderness Society. That's the fourth time I've talked to them on Schoolies, and Noof has been seeing a lot of them too.
There was a guy who kept trying to break-dance in the rain, and although it was a good effort, he kept hurting himself and his friends kept trying to rescue him so that we wouldn't have to.
Trevor G. showed Noof that fire could be seen in the distance, so our group went to investigate. We walked quite a distance to see that the power box on the side of someone's shop appeared to have shorted from the rain and was on fire. We told the shopkeeper, but he seemed to be tired of telling people he already knew and kept on with business. We tried to keep people out of the way, but most people were walking on the footpath in the direction that they couldn't see it until they were already too close. We called the firemen and decided that in the meantime we take cover behind some pillars under the next building, as the box hard started to explode. The shopkeeper finally walked out with an extinguisher with what appeared to me to be an irritated gait. He gave it a bit of a blast and went back inside. Seconds later it started exploding again. I thought it was cool seeing fire in green and purple, as they are my favourite colours. But the firemen soon turned up and took out the colour. They put up signs everywhere (which had warnings about explosions), which the people walking the typical direction of the footpath seemed to find annoying. That is, until they got past and saw the resurrected fire which they found themselves too close to because they had tried to get around the signs. We had no more business there, and left.
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