Youth Conference...oh the joys of pretending to still be a youth so that I can get some wakeboarding and free food! I had the day off of work because the kids were out of town, so I decided to join in on Youth Conference. I'm glad I did, because it was way fun! We started out by doing a service project and helping and elderly couple put in a cedar post fence along some of their farm property. It was hard work! They had some grandsons there helping and one of them that looked a couple years younger than me seemed really nice, but their older one that was my age seemed extremely annoyed by us and our amateur work. Despite his doubt in us, we did a great job! The fence is supposed to last at least 100 years, and it was along a new road, so I could just picture myself driving by and bragging to my future kids about how I helped put that fence in.
After the service project, we went out to the lake. We started out by having lunch and had some activities planned, but after eating, we all hopped onto the boats before the leaders in charge could stop us. We were all ready to start tubing/surfing/wakeboarding when one of the leaders sounded a siren to call us back in. The drivers looked at each other and after one took off, the others followed. We stayed out on the water until dinner time. I felt bad for the leaders that had planned so many fun activities, but I honestly think that things worked out for the best. I definitely enjoyed my time on the boat, and I know that there was a lot of bonding done.
I was the first to wakeboard and it was SO much fun. None of the girls on the boat knew what they were doing, so even though I hardly got any air, I had a way excited cheering section every time I cut or attempted a jump. It was a great self-esteem booster! I loved watching the other girls try to wakeboard and got excited when some of them were able to get up. Only two of the boys that were with us wakeboarded, the others were too embarrassed to try.
I didn't know my driver very well, in fact I hardly recognized him. His name was Brother Morgan, but by the end of the day we were all calling him "BroMo." He was so much fun! After we all wakeboarded, he brought out the surf board so that we could give that a try. He had me go first since I knew how to wakeboard. He ran me through the basics and I finally got up on my fourth try. Then, we had another leader hop on with us who had a training surfboard and sad on the back of the boat to coach everyone as they gave it a try. I tried again, but even though I could get up, I could not surf! It was so different from wakeboarding! Because I had done so much wakeboarding, I couldn't adjust well. In the end, I think I was the worst surfer!
When we came in for dinner, I checked my phone and saw that Aaron (Aaron Holden, who we fondly call A-Hole) had invited me to watch him open his mission call! Brady and Kirsti were leaving early, so I caught a ride home with them and rushed over to Aaron's house. He only invited a few people, and when he opened it up and read Honduras, I think we all felt comforted and knew that that was where he belonged. Then, he read the date...August 1st! That was only three weeks away!!! It was crazy! We thought it would be way funny to post on Facebook that he got his call, but not say what it was. He had plenty of people frantically commenting asking where he was going. It was weird to see him get ready to go. He's not my first friend to leave, but he's the first from our group.
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