Eleven

John says that at 11:00 tonight, he will be
   11 years
   11 months
   11 days
   11 hours and
   11 minutes old.

Today he and Steven returned home from 11 year-old scout camp. While he was there, he ate two grasshoppers live! He learned a song called "Three Blind Jellyfishes". He learned about knife safety, did lashing, went on a hike, built a monkey bridge and had a lot of fun. At the camp, each of the patrols was named for a Book of Mormon prophet. John was in the "Samuel" patrol, as in Samuel the Lamanite. Their patrol yell was, "Repent!"

They did a skit at the campfire where Samuel was attacked by the evil Nephite horde and the evil Nephite minions, first with rocks and arrows, then with spears, then with automatic weapons, then with phasers set to 'kill', but Samuel avoided them all and eventually all the wicked Nephites were "smoten" and fell down. The moral of the story is "Listen to the prophet."

Last night, as they were preparing to cook dinner, a storm came in and it started to hail. The hail was about the size of marbles; they even found some the size of ping pong balls. Luckily, they had just put a tarp over their cooking area, so they had some shelter.

(It rained at home, too. We left the swimming pool when we saw the lightening and we were safe at home before it got very hard.)

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