Monday, September 10, 2007

The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers ...

... is Tiggers are wonderful things!

After the foiling workshop on Friday, I saw something odd on the top of one of the poles holding up some safety mesh around obstacle in the car park. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was an orphaned Tigger mitten.

What a blast from the past!

Most of you don't know this, but during one part of my misspent youth, during uni, I worked in the summers as a counsellor at Girl Scout camp in Louisiana. I usually worked waterfront, canoeing and primitive camping. Yes, primitive camping ... no running water, no showers, no flushing toilets. I told you it was part of my misspent youth.

One of my waterfront jobs was buying out all the sanitary napkins in the local town so that they could be soaked in kerosene, wrapped around a metal frame of a trefoil, floated out into the middle of the lake on a platform lashed to a canoe and set alight for the final night bonfire for each session of camp.

In a small, conservative North Louisiana town, it was sort of hard to blend into the crowd with an armload of sanitary napkins packages. First, there are no crowds. Second, this was a part of Louisiana where things related to "Aunt Flo" were handled with the utmost discretion by women and totally ignored by men. It wouldn't have been so bad except for my fellow camp counsellors shouting rude things to me from the sidewalk outside the drug store. Fortunately, they didn't use my real name, they used my camp nickname ... and some still do to this day.

My camp nickname was Tigger ... I know, but it's a camp counsellor thing ... and I learned the words to Tigger's song.
The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is Tiggers are wonderful things!
Their tops are made out of rubber.
Their bottoms are made out of springs.
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy.
Fun, fun, fun, fun, FUN!
The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one!
Of course, I also told those believing little cherubs that came to camp that I was happily married with three children (two boys and a girl) and that my husband was a doctor and I taught maths at the local uni. Ah, those were the days ...

1 comment:

Pennie & David said...

Oh Tigger you dark horse you LOLOL Pennie