Anyway, I met "Rachel" while working at summer camp. I have two vivid memories of her from that summer. One, was when she was impersonating a "runner" (aka a camper, who's had ENOUGH of this camp, and is going home to play video games). It was the middle of the night, but her headlamp accentuated the fact that the camper would be looking back every few seconds to ensure you were still following them. The other memory is of her, is when she stormed through the staff lounge, crying. Now, readers (Mom... maybe Jess?) please don't think she's a rotten little cry baby just because of this. Creating magical, life-long memories in the woods for hundreds of children, day after day, can be VERY stressful. I myself, spent countless hours sobbing in bathroom stalls, my first summer working. The kids were all like "Kate, come on, we're gonna be late for swimming" and "Oh, Kate I know you're feeling a little tense. How about we just go back to the cabin so you can take a nap." and "Kate, here's a cell phone. Feel free to call your mom, I think she could be very helpful to you right now". Kids can be surprisingly understanding, when the "adult" in charge has a break down.
Rachel on the right as Dorthy Zbornak, me on the left as Rose Nylund. I think the one in the middle should actually read, Sophia Petrillo. My apologies.
Rachel now lives in New York, and I think our cross-continental text messages are sometimes sorta hilarious, and I want to share them with y'all. Also, I would like to state for the record that I had this idea LONG before that blog Texts from Bennett, or whatever.
Ok, here ya go:
Rachel: How is student teaching going? (pardon the facebook stalking)
Me: I love it! The stalking and the student teaching! I'm just in charge of early work right now, but the other day there was a sub and I rocked a math lesson on the fly!
Me: How are things with the 3 year old who likes your booty? That's a bit of a dated fb reference
Rachel: Ha! She's fine. She's being a little punk right now. Into everything, lyring and testing everything. But it keeps it interesting.
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! I love/hate it when kids lie.... badly
Rachel: Have you dance for them yet? (*obviously, she was done talking about the lying 3 year old, and wanted to know if I had danced for my students... like you do)
Rachel: Badly?
Me: No, I haven't danced for them. But I stole a story from Bussy about an encounter with a cougar, to impress them. Yeah, I like it when kids lie poorly
Rachel: She tells the dumbest lies. Example: Did you sing frere Jacques in school today. -no I don't know that song.
Me: Yeah, one time my niece told me she hit her brother, because he kicked Barrack Obama.
A quicky text, I never responded to:
Rachel: Can I post that video of you rapping on fb? It's ok if you say no.
HERE'S THE EVIDENCE THAT I THOUGHT TO DO THIS BEFORE THAT BENNETT BLOG...KINDA:
Me: I just re-read our all our texts, we're pretty funny.
Rachel: Oh fun!! You should make a book of your texts. Or just some good texts in general. You could call it "My life in texts: The Kate Sandbo Story" or something.
Me: That's a great! Idea! (*see what I did there. For emphasis)
Rachel: It's all yours! You might need to tweak the title.
That was on Sept. 18th, y'all!!!!
Rachel: I'm trying to teach this kid to walk. She's being lazy.
Me: Merry Christmas! Lemme know how the sandwich thing goes!! (*she went to a gift exchange where all participants were to make something that was then to be given away "white elephant/yankee swap" style... Rachel made a sandwich.)
Rachel: God. Everyone else made really cool stuff. DARNIT!!!! (*censored)
Me: But did they think it was funny?
Rachel: It got a few laughs from people who made heartfelt baked goods.
Me: I'm skyping with the fam and there's like a minute delay.
Rachel: Haha! You should slip in extra weird words and see if they notice! Like "squeeze bottle"
Me: I just had to call them cause they all moved into a different room and forgot about me
Rachel: I HATE when that happens. Ok, now make them view your screen and make it a fireplace?!?!?!?
Me: How?!?!?!?!
Rachel: Ok. One of the icons on the bottom is "share screen view" and it makes them see yours. Then just navigate youtube and get a fire.
Me: I'm trying it!
Rachel: Good Luck!
Me: Hahaha! I'm doing it!
Rachel: Tell me what they say!
Me: As soon as they notice I will!
25 or so minutes later
Me: My sister said 'look kate turned into a fireplace', then Winnie said 'what's that?' my sister 'it's a fireplace. you hear Kate giggling?'
Rachel: Ha! yay! Good job Kate!!
Me: Thanks
Rachel: Were you giggling?
Me: I don't think I ever told you just how cool that lightning bug video you made is! Don't think I didn't notice how cool it was at the end when the bug lit up as a soft tone sounded.
Rachel: Thanks. My first foray into iMovie, and also I'm using it as my application to film school. Sooooo.
Me: Imma make a blog post of our text..... and send it to my editor.....so.....
Rachel: You have an editor!?!?!?!?!
Me: No (*but A. Smith, once promised to edit some of my posts for me. Just say-ing!). Are you applying to film school!?!?!?!?!?! I thought this was just light-hearted fun!!!!
Rachel: It was lighthearted fun. I thought maybe you had a real editor. Texts can be hard to interpret sometimes.
That they can Rachel, that they can.
Those are shells. Not her real teeth.
You know, I have a lot of funny/awkward friends, so many MANY texts from my phone could be fuel for a good blog post. Thank you, ALL of you for reading this. And if this is one of those "funnier/only funny to those involved". Please don't tell me. Because, well, I am involved, so it is funny to me. Oh goodness, I don't want to sound ungrateful. I really do appreciate y'all's blog traffic!!! And I'm formulating a Hawaiian post that will, hopefully, be more inclusively funny.
Love to each and everyone of you!!!!!
Kate
*Not actually included in original text.
I'm not sure if I'm the "Jess" you were implying could be reading your blog. I assume with your all the traffic on here, it could be one of tens or even a hundred people named Jess who may peruse your postings. But, I assure you, this Jess is reading. I check regularly for and update and when I come upon a new gem of a blog, it makes my day. Makes. My. Day. (*see what I did there for emphasis?)
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