s.o.s camp

Started by darryl weidemann, July 14, 2007, 11:23:24 AM

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darryl weidemann

can you remember the trip out to worcester ( i think) when in std 4 for the s.o.s camp , the long drops with the huge rats at the bottom , and them big snakes .
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Susan Kintscher (Lineker)

I remember it very well, we had to shower and swim in freezing water.  The highlight of the whole trip was to have one day in Cape Town and we stayed at the Holiday Inn in Woodstock....  and then to go shopping in the biggest (Brackenfell) shopping centre at the time.
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darryl weidemann

the food they made us eat in that huge dining hall was , well , interesting , it gave us a good idea about boarding school
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Andrew Darné

Yes, sleeping in those dormitories with the bouble bunk beds, the swimming "pool"/dam with the brown water.
Meal times... how much food? spec... no, micro spec! For some crazy reason I remember someone on our table being punished for something at dinner and having to eat all the leftovers out of a huge bowl... or was that just a bad dream?
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Warren Weidemann

I remember that swimming pool - we had to build rafts or something and cross the pool as one of the 'activities'. The pool was divided in two by what looked like a net. I remember that one of the SOS guys mentioned that on the other side of the net was where they kept the crocodiles so it was advisable to make sure that your raft didn't sink half-way across. Our's did.

It was then that I discovered that the net was actually just a rope - and there was no way that it would stop the crocodiles from coming across to our side of the pool. As I waited for the bone crunching chomp that was doubtlessly coming my way I remember thinking that my last breakfast on earth really sucked. It turned out that the only dangerous thing living in the pool was the microscopic bateria that ended up giving me the runs (I got to know those long drops quite well).

That moment defined my life from that point on - lying bastard!
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