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Originally Posted by Hotrodz
And you wonder why Black folks don't camp lol. When I was in Oregon I was part of a group called City Kids Fishing Club. We took at risk intercity teenage Black kids fishing. It was hilarious. These tough guys became the children that they were once we left the city. Everything from I ain't putting that worm on the hook to when they caught a fish...now what, I aint touching that. We would oh yes you are and your going to gut and clean it too. They would scream and carry on like a little girl. And if went camped oh my, all the sounds and creepy crawlies that they had never heard or saw was pretty unnerving for some. You know this is to scary I need to go home to my not so scary, scary neighborhood.  |
In the scouts. We had kids that would last one camp out and quit.
Creepy crawlers, snakes, animals, sounds at night would freak them out. Get them to go on snipe hunts at night.
We lost a few kids during the night.
Had a couple of the older kids come back to the camp fire one night with a paper bag with a couple of rocks in it. One of the new kids asked what was in the bag. The kid with the bag said that he caught a snipe and ask the other kid if he wanted to see it. THe kid never had a chance to say anything because the kid with the bag dropped the paper bag in the kids lap. The kid pee'd himself right there.
From that point on. He was known as the Snipe Pisser.