You and I would drive into this RV park and see an
attractive, elevated building with a combination of steps and ramps leading up
to the office. We’d also see a large
observation deck upstairs that overlooks the river, a deck where we could look
out and see dolphins playing, boats of all kinds passing by, and pelicans
dive-bombing into the water in search of food.
We’d see and be thankful for the sparkling clean bathrooms and shower areas.
What does a group of 64 unsupervised boys see as they look at that
same building? Two-story high ramps for footraces. A deck to hang from before dropping to the
ground 15 feet below. A deck that also serves as
a launching pad for rocks, wet and wadded-up balls of toilet paper, and gobs of
spit that rain down onto the heads of unsuspecting passers-by.
Imagine 64 unsupervised boys in the bathrooms and shower
area. Water to squirt all over the
mirrors, walls, and sinks. Toilet paper
to turn into wet globs and hurl up to the high cathedral ceiling, where they
stick. Paper towels to stuff into the
toilets so that they overflow with the first flush. Shower curtains to rip down. Corners!
(Why use the urinals and toilets?)
What adults in their right minds would bring a group of 64
boys to an RV park for a weekend and not have any activities planned for them? Who, in good conscience, could let 64 boys play unsupvised and out of sight along a deep river right at the dangerous mouth of the Gulf of Mexico and on the beach where riptides and pounding surf can claim a wader or swimmer in seconds? I can answer that: It’s the 3 adults sitting under a canopy,
visiting with one another and turning a blind eye to what the boys are doing. Who's counting heads? No one.
Be prepared? That’s an impossible task because there is no
way we can prepare for 64 unsupervised boys who are turned loose for 48 hours in
the RV park.
Be prepared? Yeah, I'd like to be prepared . . . by hanging out a CLOSED sign at the entrance to the park.
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