Multi-Hundred Dollar Records

I was a summer camp director at the YWCA the summer after I graduated college. I was nervous about being responsible for 20+ kids but nearly the whole schedule had been set for me.

 

On the first day we took the kids to the National Mall to play some games. I decided on kick ball -- which was way harder to execute than I expected because the kids didn't know each other and weren't comfortable to play freely and some of the younger kids didn't know how to play.

 

NOTE: In my experience, if you try to show off athletically in front of kids, you'll do one of two things: hit the kid(s) in the head or hit yourself in the groin.

 

We had an even number of kids so I decided to pitch only and not play. On the very first roll this kid kicked the ball pretty hard straight at me. I poised myself to catch it but remembered at the last minute that I wasn't playing and jumped out of the way.

 

The ball absolutely clobbered this little guy named John who never saw it coming because my big body was in the way until the last second. He took it like a champ but I was initially scared, then embarassed.

 

We all had a good laugh about it.