Avi's+Memoir

=Jeremiah & the Lamppost= by Avi

One summer at Ramah Day Camp, there was a bunk of kids. On this beautiful day my bunk was walking down the usual path to the baseball field for gym. With the counselor Noah and I led the way. We walked down the slope, and right behind us a kid named Jeremiah kicked a lamppost then bad things happened.

A swarm of about 12-16 wasps flew out and the first thing that went into my head was RUN. When I got to the other side of the field I saw my friend Noah had the same idea because he was right next to me. I looked back and there were about six kids on the ground, including Jeremiah. For me those first two seconds when I was running it was armageddon. It was scary and chaotic. All I could hear was myself saying, “RUN, RUN, RUN” as the tornado of wasps attacked my friends.

After that “the survivors” went to our bunk room and waited. . . and waited. . . and waited until we heard something from either our friends or the nurse. Finally, we got news that many of our friends have been stung, and we should continue on our normal day. At the end of the day, Noah and I stayed after camp and watched as Noah's dad, without protection, took wasp killer and sprayed it in the lamppost and from then on, no such incident has happened again.

The moral of this story is: When you know something has a danger you don’t aggravate it or awake it!

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