Water Blog

I woke up at 6:30 in the morning and looked over at my alarm clock and thought to myself "I'm going to go back to bed until eight." As I put my head down on the pillow I realized that I had to be at Rocky Nook park at 7:15 for Walking Water. Walking Water is like a painful exhausting field trip that you get graded on. So I jumped out of bed and woke my mom up. My mom made me some Trader Joe's Shui Mai that i very happily gulped down, I love Shui Mai. We went out to the car and drove off to Rocky Nook Park. By the time we were at the mission exit it was already 7:11 so I was a little nervous about the timing and when we were going to get there, but i just sat back and waited. We arrived about a minute or two late but that didn't matter because people were still arriving. I filled up my three jugs, two of which were attached by a rope so that i could hang them over my shoulders, little did I know the ropes just made it that much more painful. While we were waiting for the rest of the 6th and 7th graders to fill up there jugs or bottles we played around on the playground making our feet hurt before the walk had already even started. Finally after about an hour the teachers called us in to do a Puja. After they dismissed us from the Puja we started the long (seemed long) painful (was lacteally very very painful) walk. We hadn't even gotten out of the park and me feet were already hurting, did I mention that I was going barefoot swell as many other people for extra credit. And finally we were off! The moment we started to walk my shoulder started to sting and ache because I had attached two gallons together with some string and forgot to get some padding but didn't think that it would matter vey much. It did! We were just walking out of the driveway thing at rocky nook park and I look around and thought to myself: this is going to be a very long walk. When we left Rocky Nook park We stepped onto a little stone ledge/bridge next to the road as cars whizzed by I felt like I could sort of feel the weird looks on my back, so I looked up and at the cars and found that hardly anybody was giving us dirty or weird looks they were mostly on there cell phones (Shame, there going to get a ticket) or focussed on driving. That made me feel less self conscious and so I felt like I could pay more attention to where I was walking and also for amusing myself by talking to friends. We arrived at the three way merge/stop of Mission and APS and we had to wait a minute or two so we all took advantage and put down our water. While we were all talking and moaning and complaining a convertible saab drove by us with four kids who probably went to Marymount in it. They gave us the first and only weird/dirty looks that I saw the whole time that we walked. When John told us that we could keep walking I picked up my water and slung it over my holder and held the other jug in my left hand. Once we had crossed the smooth nice most comfortable feeling, I mean the street we got on to a loose gravel/dirt path/sidewalk that hurt sooooooo much and I crippled down every time I took a step. That sidewalk went on four about 20 minutes probably. By the time we were on "regular" sidewalk we were almost at the mini park. We had to cross the smooth nice most comfortable feeling, I mean the street we were on the left side of the street on rocks, spiky leaves, glass, and dirt. Previously when we stopped before the crossing I had taken Jared's backpack filled with water because I wanted to make it more realistic and also because I thought it might pad my shoulder from the evil painful string that attached my two gallons. It did in the beginning but eventually made it just hurt even more so I started yelling out for Jared but because I was carrying most of his stuff he had jogged marly ahead of me. So the rest of the walk was pailful and once I got to the driveway I ran down and drank some of my water and ate an Otter Pop that Jennifer had given a few of us kids and then went marly on to math class