The Voice of Christ
The Catholic Online Magazine
WOW! It was sssooo good! To begin the day my dear sister Pauline came tearing upstairs to my room and rolled all over me to wake me up hehehe (that did it) teasingly we had out lill play bitch fight (don't worry, not for real) and bounded downstairs straight into the brecky cereal. We took a bit extra cos we needed the energy for the day and enthusiastically debated about whether we should dress the same or not. Verdict decided, we disappear behind closed doors to change. Half n hour later, 8:30am, we dragged Mum n Dad to the car constantly blabbing about how great it was gonna be. I reminded Mum to bring her earplugs cos Pauline n me were gonna sing crazily all the way up to Brissy. (Brisbane)
God guided us and, unlike last time, we didn't get lost. We were dropped at a park near the school and insisted we'd find our way there (whoops) and ended up going round in circles for 15 minutes before I persuaded Pauline to jump a fence near the school… Bad idea. I tore my new fab jeans (arrggg!! Only I could do something like that) and she leaped over the fence like one of those African Gazelles without a scratch. I figured she saw what I did wrong and took it from there (O; We were still on the wrong side of the school where it was being held so we darted between the unknown before finally reaching the intended destination. Whew.
We ran in and virtually bombarded everybody with greetings and hugs before introducing ourselves to a bunch of unrecognised faces. Standing around we raved about where I got my gorgeous angle top for a bargain price learning someone else got it for cheaper (what???!! lol) and she went to put it on so we'd be twins (much to Pauline's disgust - kidding) The guys greeted us in their usual extra-terrestrial manner accusing us of having one of those 'all girl groups' where upon we led another mock debate ending in the biggest group hug anyone's ever witnessed.
Quarter past 10 Neil, a tall skinny guy whose obsessed with his roller-blades, officially announced the days beginning stretching his vocal cords to their limits while he was at it. This rallies theme was parties and we had out ill warm-up singsong before deserting the stage area and crowding the entrance of the hall where all the goodies were. Seeing some people were a lill uneasy, we had a kiddie’s game called 'fruits' where everyone is given a name of a fruit. (Either strawberry, mango or tomato) And you sit in a circle and every time someone calls the name of the fruit you were given, you have to jump up and find a spare chair. I was only in the middle once cos people kept calling 'fruit salad' which means everyone has to get up. I just jumped to the chair next to me hehehe.
We split up into our streams and I did Multi-Media. It was funny cos when they asked who'd do it, I was the only one who put up my hand but it ended up being the group with the most in it. It turned out sssoo great!!! We sat around for half-n-hour brain storming ideas which just came babbling out of everyone so fast that me n the other guy who was tryna write everything down got completely lost. We used a fair bit of improvisation lol. At 12:00 our large team was split into 2 and we each worked on a half of the plan each before joining up again to perfect it. The aim - to make it as funny as possible. Someone suggested we do a mock documentary like CNNN. That idea got two thumbs up from everyone.
So our program would be 'tomorrow today' instead of 'today tonight' and I'd be a News Reporter, Sandra Sullen (previously known as Sandra Sully) with Mike Moron. We'd have a show that would blow the lid on parties held in the main cities of Australia crossing from one city to another. Since we only had a limited time, we only could do 3 cities, so we picked the ones with the most interesting egos - Sydney (New South Wales), Hobart (Tasmania) and, where I am, the Gold Coast (Queensland.) For our intro though we had a lill segment of a 5-yr-old's party who was totally obsessed with red cordial. The guy that played the part of the 5-yr-old, Dave, did it so well. The reporter stood outside the room yelling to make himself be heard over the din of these lill kids screaming n carrying on ‘like pork-chops’ as Dad would say. Dave comes bounding up to him like a gorilla, eyes bursting from their sockets etc. The reporter turns after all most being bowled over by Dave and asks, "is this your party young man???" Dave tugs his shirt and spills red cordial all down his front as he says, "YEAH! THis is MY party and I LOVE red cordial" Now, if you knew Dave you would be crackin up at this cos he actually hates it and the expression he had on his face as he tried to cover his disgust when he said he loved it was hilarious!!!!
From here the viewer is taken back to the studio with Mike n me are. Mike looks shocked outa his brain and says, "hmm... chilling. The camera turns to me and I rave about how, through the last clip, it is evidence of parties beginning at a young age and the influences within each greatly impacts the adolescent years (arrgg I hate that word.) Mike cuts in tryna hog the attention of the camera (intended, cos it looks like I'm in love with the sound of my own voice) and we flip over to a reporter in Sydney (which is like the gay capital of Australia)
There's two guys sitting in a dirty ally with rubbish etc hugging each other. (The guys took sssoo much convincing to do this and we were all laughing so hard we had to take like 20 shots!) The news reporter asks, "is their anything special about the parties as seen in Sydney sir?" and, with this sweet smile one guy looks up and says, "Ooo... yes" and the other, "It's fab-u-las" It was ssooo funny (specially cos we know the guys)
Once again, back in the studio Mike says, "Hmm... Scary" and Sandra (me) takes the viewers to Hobart where, evidently, people are quite slow. Outside a party where everyone is going crazy, pretending to smoke, drink etc, the reporter approaches some guy leaving the building called 'the bellowing bull' (personal joke) she asks him heaps of questions and for everyone he can only reply, "uhh... yeah... good ay."
Then we go to the Gold Coast for schoolies week (schoolies is an excuse and encouragement for the underage etc to get drunk and have sex - it's worse but I won't go into it) and the reporter interviews some gal hanging over a veranda near the beach. "Hello, there's a camera over there, is there anyone you would like to say hello too?" the girl interrupts the reporter immediately at the word ‘camera’ and steals the microphone. The reporter manages to snatch it back, "what have you experienced so far?" she snaps. The girl grins like she's possessed, "yeah! Wanna know what I've experienced???!!" and steals the microphone again as if it’s a her most precious possession, pushes the reporter into a wall (she didn't get hurt, don't worry) then she yells and screams at the camera about what she's experienced and, cos people on the Coast swear 24-7, she wouldn't stop swearing (she mouthed it, we *beeped* them out later) then you hear some people in the background scream, "Hey! A camera man!" and "I wanna be on TV" and all these people run past carrying on madly waving at the camera etc and the camera man's attacked, the last shot being one of the original girl screaming into it, "I haven't finished yet!!!"
"Hmm... looks like we’ve a few reception problems there" I mutter back at the studio. Mike introduces the next scene with another reporter (Barry Young Cherry instead of Barry Young Berry) with the crack down on drugs. "In every suburb around the country statistics prove that drugs have been issued in the area. These are most commonly brought and sold during parties. Usually Marijuana also known as pot, crack etc. etc. etc. but recently a new addiction taking your streets by storm is one labelled ‘spirituality’." See people in back ground slyly looking around for cops before striding forward and casually passing a packet to the other person. The camera follows him round the corner and you watch him open the small packet which powder spins out of and sorta magically turns into the words ‘Jesus loves you’ on the earth. This took effort to look ‘magical’ but when we mastered it, it TOTALLY rocked!!! The crowd loved it at the concert we had that night! Back in the studio you see the same drug all over the desk with Sandra (me) and Mike shouting praises to God. The camera man steps in front of the camera and apologises, "sorry to cut tonight’s program short but I’m off to join them…This is Tomorrow Today, goodnight." And it fades out. I hope I’ve explained it well enough but the crowd’s reaction was great! It was really funny at the time anyway!
So after we’d finally fixed up our lill multi-media thingy on the computer it was time for dinner. Typically, it was Pizza. (Not that we mind of course.) Most of us got changed into our rally shirts which you can buy for five bucks (cheep hey!) We’d been running around so much that somehow my hair got really wavy and so it looked pro when me, Dave and a couple of others had a coloured hair spray fight. My hair was still mainly the usual dark colour but with deep pinks, purples etc grasping each wave. Dave’s hair turned out silver hahaha!! Pauline got a bit’a blue in hers. Teresa (my really good buddy ol pal whose actually as tall as me n my sis) got red and blue. I forget what everyone else’s turned out like but it was sweet!!!
By that time people were arriving in packs which was really amazing cos last time not many people turned up. The organises had forgotten the wooden cross we usually have so we took a piece of the stage, stood it up, attached two bits of cardboard to it and stuck balloons all over it. Now we had a party cross!!! We ran around helping to stamp people who’d given a donation with a ‘Made in Australia’ stamp lol. And joked about how ‘mature’ the guys were who were playing duck-duck-goose before they dragged us into it. We managed to change the game to stick-in-the-mud eventually and with the whole oval to run around it was great. 15 minutes to go we star gazed to see who could see the most falling stars and sung real loud praises to God as we spun round till we were all giddy in this huge circle. Everyone joined in! It was beautiful!
Patrick, the King of all Drama Kings, leaped down the lill hill to the oval and dragged everyone up so the concert could begin. Pauline and me, now dressed the same, definitely looked at least related and people were actually mixing us up! Can you believe it? Anyway, I ran passed some guys to find someone and heard one say, "there’s two of em I swear!" And later on another saw Pauline and me together and muttered, "I thought I was drunk." Someone came up to me from our huge multi-media team and said to me, "tell your sister she did a great job as Sandra Sullen" I just cracked up cos that was me. Hahahha!!
Body warmth must’ve taken the hall’s temperature up to 55 decrees Centigrade or something cos the guys looked as if they’d just jumped in the pool. The music started pumpin till everyone, even the few parents that had, for some reason unknown, come, were rockin singing praises to the Lord with us! We were high on God’s love! A couple of us figured out how to tango with the help of the guys and the drama team made up all these dance moves that caused, once again, everyone to crack up. Just as well ol Laptop wasn’t there, he’d be the one dieing on laughter in the corner. Has anyone ever played that centipede game they have on mobiles? At one time we had a train (also called a centipede) so long that it came to a standstill cos no body could move.
After about an hour of this we had a pretty popular comedian who just happens to be Catholic crack a million jokes. He told us how he lost his St. Anthony medal and his St. Christopher medal went missing in a car accident. Hehehhe! Just an example of many. Then he gave a lill story bout why you should follow Christ etc which was nice and I reckon the guys all really looked up to him cos he’s always on the radio etc so he’s sorta a celebrity and if he can do it, sure as hell we can! We had some long-time buddies sing this beautiful song bout how God’s love is like sand, gets in everywhere. They’ll put a cd out soon – I’m gonna be their greatest fan (o; Then we had these other girls sing this song that I TOTALLY love. The words are: "Jesus, you’ve stolen my heart! I’m captivated by you" Perfect for after mass or something I reckon.
For our lill reflection people came up and got a sparkle to take God’s spark into themselves. Me, Teresa, Pauline and Rio (a lill cute gal from Ireland I think it is) were sitting on the ground leaning blissfully on each other’s backs and took the liberty of going up first to get a sparkler since everyone else seemed a bit uneasy. I took mine, shared it’s glow to light a few others, and went to sit in a dark corner which soon glowed with the warmth of the sparkler. Rio came back and sat next to me talking. I sorta wanted to pray but I guess she didn’t realise lol. I slid over to where Pauline was praying and quietly spread myself out over the floor to absorb God’s love. Rio was quick to follow. I saw Teresa coming over and decided to seek peace outside on the oval beneath God’s stars. Of course, like a magnet, Rio followed. She’d been following Pauline all day… I wonder whether she got us mixed up… nah, we don’t look that alike. Rio was silent but curious why I thought God was on the oval hehehe. I told her He was in the peace but I don’t think she really understood. I turned my thoughts to God and bathed in His beauty before returning to Praise God with everybody.
Inside we found some guys that’d shut themselves in a tiny room all day that’d been planing and creating rap song. They full looked American lol with their baggy silver pants, sunnies at night, 10 sizes to big shirts and drug-lordish chains swung round their necks. A couple of people even tried to break dance but were stopped by worried mothers thinkin they’d kill themselves. Some of us had done a bit’a square dancing in past days (gee… that makes us sound so old) and formed a lill group that totally exaggerated every move there is. Hahahha!!! We had quite a few mosh-pits with the guys where I was practically suffocated. I attempted crowd surfing before the guys captured me by my arms and legs and swung me onto the huge mattress in the corner with previous victims. We couldn’t stand for that (o; We hauled the thick heavy mattress from the wooden floor boards and used it as a battle ram lol!!!!
Realising there was all these strangers we didn’t know, Teresa, Pauline and me squeezed through the crowd introducing and hugging anybody and everybody (hey, we were in a hugging mood! God’s love was engulfing our very being) and we gained a million friends! Before the night was over I made sure I knew everyone (ok, so I forget their names, whoops) Cos of this, God helped me find out bout this thing called summer camp which is just like what we’d been doing the whole day cept for a week or more. Cool!!! I’d DEFINITELY wanna go to that!!! I’d COMPLETELY lost my voice by 10pm so I sounded like an off-key mouse no matter how I tried. Hey, at least I got a few laughs cos of it.
After exchanging last hugs, Pauline n me forced ourselves to depart from the scene. We walked through the shadows held in the moonlight and saw a tall, dark figure pacing quickly through the eating areas. Ah-ha, Dad was lookin for us! Slyly, we crept round to meet him behind a wall and, as soon as he was at the precise most scariest calculated position, we leapt out and "BBOOO!!!" gave him something to think about! Hahahah! (Don’t worry, Dad’s used to our antics) We raced him back to the car dodging recent spider webs listening to Dad tease me about my nothing of a voice. I ran into the car seeing Mum waving wildly (ahhh, she can go home!!! hehhee) As I leaned into the car she asked enthusiastically, "How was it darling" and I replied as best I could in my faint tiny voice… "Awesome" and dramatically collapsed into her arms. "That good hey?" She joked. Only then did I realise my legs killed; my lips were drier then Hungry Jack’s chicken nuggets, every toe screamed "release me" from my shoes, my mouth had been stretched so much from smiling that it felt like it’d been on one of those old medieval racks and… I was ssssooo happy!!! God’s love had, once again, captivated my heart. God Bless EVERYONE!!!
In Heaven’s joys Anita
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