I don’t know why, but for some reason I pictured the Slana School a little bigger than it was and having fewer or the same amount of students as our school in Kenny Lake.
We pulled up to the small yet nice school in our white and green vans. The school has only 18 students in all the kindergarten through 12th grade. We exited the vans and pulled our heavy bags from the white van and went inside where we started to settle into our new environment. We played games, talked, or investigated the other rooms. This was interrupted by Mr. Voley saying “I need some volunteers to get the food out of the vans.” He pointed to Daks, Elias, Trayl and me and said, “You, you, you and you come on.” So we walked outside to the blustery cold world to get a cooler and a couple pans. Unfortunately as soon as we walked in and had everything put away we were bothered yet again to do another task.
In the easily packable fresh layer of snow outside you could easily make a slick hard snowball. Note that I said slick. The white van had been parked and then stuck in this tiny bit of snow on flat ground and Mr. Voley asked for the same volunteers and a couple more to push the van. Again it was slick so the footing was not good which made it even harder to push the van. With perseverance, a half-hour later we successfully pushed the van out. We ate pizza then messed around for a few more hours before resting up for the exciting next day.
This was our introduction to the Slana community; it hadn’t started out well but in the end it was a fantastic trip for our Writers Workshop class.
We pulled up to the small yet nice school in our white and green vans. The school has only 18 students in all the kindergarten through 12th grade. We exited the vans and pulled our heavy bags from the white van and went inside where we started to settle into our new environment. We played games, talked, or investigated the other rooms. This was interrupted by Mr. Voley saying “I need some volunteers to get the food out of the vans.” He pointed to Daks, Elias, Trayl and me and said, “You, you, you and you come on.” So we walked outside to the blustery cold world to get a cooler and a couple pans. Unfortunately as soon as we walked in and had everything put away we were bothered yet again to do another task.
In the easily packable fresh layer of snow outside you could easily make a slick hard snowball. Note that I said slick. The white van had been parked and then stuck in this tiny bit of snow on flat ground and Mr. Voley asked for the same volunteers and a couple more to push the van. Again it was slick so the footing was not good which made it even harder to push the van. With perseverance, a half-hour later we successfully pushed the van out. We ate pizza then messed around for a few more hours before resting up for the exciting next day.
This was our introduction to the Slana community; it hadn’t started out well but in the end it was a fantastic trip for our Writers Workshop class.