November 9, 2009

The first time I had that moment I was 19, and with an 18-year-old, and the two of us had been given a dozen kids, six canoes, and some food and had been assigned to take out an overnight canoe trip in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. While the two of us late adolescents were helping a couple kids figure out a set of tent poles, another faction of kids headed down to the bluff over the river, got another kid into a mummy bag, zipped him up, pulled the face drawstring shut, and began rolling him down the bluff into the river, where he would have helplessly flailed as his sleeping bag filled with water. We caught this just in time, raced down to the water’s edge, released the kid in the mummy bag, and delivered a severe lecture to the other kids.

But at some point I realized, Jesus Lord. I have a whole bunch of other people’s kids and we’re in the freaking wilderness and it’s about to go Lord of the Flies on me. And I’m the Adult Here.

Miko via Metafilter

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