“Let’s go snipe hunting!” A few of the high school girls agreed with Hunter’s enthusiastic suggestion while the rest of us twenty girls questioned her sanity. Hunter explained that snipes were basically like fireflies with a purple glow. The only way to attract snipes from underneath their leaf-havens is to click two sticks together repeatedly. Krisha and I skeptically set out, click-click-clicking our sticks. Rebecca drew the group of girls to a huge oak tree where she “found” a colony of snipes. My pulse quickened as we neared the ancient tree, hoping to find my first snipe at my first youth retreat. Instead, I got scared out of my wits by some high school girls hidden in the deep, dark woods. They told us that our efforts were basically as futile as Winnie the Pooh looking for heffalumps in the 100 acre wood. To add to our humiliation, our gullible adventure was caught on tape by our own Jonelle. I now have more sympathy for Winnie the Pooh and am an expert in snipe hunting. Care to join me?
so what do you think?
luv,
Sunshine
