Giving prose over Thanksgiving in St. Lucia 2017
Here are the poems from the Thanksgiving Kids Sea Camp on the island of St. Lucia at Anse Chastanet. Da, Da, Da, Dan, Da, Da, Da, Dan, Da, Da By Benoit, Nathalie, Vincent & Maelie Hurry up, then wait So hot, in the black wetsuit Everything that you’re gonna learn now. Close enough for you to see, But you just can’t touch. One breath at a time, There’s no need to rush. It’s just learning to dive, And floating just right. It’s gonna happen and it’s supposed to happen, that we clear the mask just right, One breath at a time.Diving with you (parody of Shape of You) By The Gerdts The club isn’t the best place to find a diver. So Kids Sea Camp is where I go . . . hmmm. Me and my friends on the Lucky T with Garfield, Talking fast and then we swim slow. Come over and start up a conversation with just me, And trust me I will give it a chance now, Take my gear, stop, put my BC on the boat. And then we start to dive, and now I’m swimmin’ like Boy, you know I want your air Your air compressed for someone like me, Come on now, share your air please, I may be crazy, don’t mind me Say, boy, let’s not swim too much, Grab on my tank and put that rescue to me, Come on now, follow my lead. Come, Come on now, follow my lead . . . hmmm. I’m just loving diving with you, We stay buoyant like good divers do. Although my air is falling too, I’m in love with diving. And last night you were in my group, And now my wetsuit smells like Ewwww Everyday hunting lionfish with you. I’m in love with diving Oh-I- Oh-Oh-I -Oh -I I’m in love with diving Oh-I- Oh-Oh-I -Oh -I I’m in love with diving Oh-I- Oh-Oh-I -Oh -I Surviving zombies diving with you I’m in love with diving Come on, be my buddy, come on. Come on, with us Kenton, come on. Come on, with us Davis, come on. Come on, Danny divers, come on, Come on, Kenton, come on. Come on, Davis, come on. Come on, with us Albert, come on. Come on, with us Woody, come on. Come on, Gigi & Jay, come on. Come on, Heather & Mary, come on. Come on, Felix & Denzel, come on. Come on, Margo & Tom, come on. Come on, everybody, come on.
K.S.C. camp lyrics By the Johnson family Young family, there’s no need to feel down I said, young family, pick yourself off the ground I said, young family, cause you’re in a new town There’s no need to be unhappy Young family, there’s a place you can go I said, young family, when you’re unsure where to go You can stay there, and I’m sure you will find Many ways to have a good time It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp They have everything for families to enjoy You can hang out with all the fish It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp You can get some great dives, you can have a good meal You can do whatever you feel Young family, are you listening to me? I said, young family, where do you want to go? I said, young family, you can make real your dreams But you got to know this one thing No family does it all by themselves I said, young family, put your pride on the shelf And just go there, to the Kids Sea Camp I’m sure they can help you today It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp They have everything for families to enjoy You can hang out with all the sharks It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp You can get some great dives, you can have a good meal You can do whatever you feel Young family, I was once in your shoes I said I was down and out with the dive blues I felt no family cared if I were alive I felt the whole world was so jive That’s when someone came up to me And said, young family, take a walk up the street There’s a place there called the Kids Sea Camp They can start you back on your way It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp They have everything for families to enjoy You can hang out with all the turtles K.S.C. camp . . . It’s fun to dive with K.S.C. camp Young family, young family, there’s no need to feel down Young family, young family, get yourself off the ground K.S.C. camp you’ll find it at the K.S.C. camp No family, no family does it all by themselves Young family, young family, put your pride on the shelf K.S.C. camp . . . just go to the K.S.C. camp Young family, young family, are you listening to me? Young family, young family, where do you wanna go? K.S.C. camp…you find in the K.S.C. camp… No family, no family does it all by themselves Young family, young family, put your pride on the shelf K.S.C. camp…just go to the K.S.C. camp… Young family, young family I was watching your shoes Young family, young I was down with the blues
What an amazing night of poetry in St. Lucia
The St Lucia poetry night always held on the last night of the Kids Sea Camp week is normally a special night. But this week the St. Lucia poems seemed even more remarkable than normal. Maybe it was the gentle rain with the moon dancing in-between the clouds that brought our families prose and verve a little more to the surface. There was a little more energy and edge during the night.As Dylan Thomas would say: No one went quietly into that good night. Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at their end know dark is right because their words had forked no lightning they. Do not go gentle into that good night.
This poetry contest live up to the Thomas’ poem. A memorable night — a special night — that Margo and I will remember forever. Thank you all for putting so much effort into the evening.
First place: Teen Boat Dive Briefing By Tyler Jenss Today our dive will go sixty feet deep, And forty-five minutes is the time to keep. To get in the water, just do a big stride, Then fill up your BC and wait for your guide. When you get the Ok, you can start to go down, And put in your regulator so that you don’t drown. Watch for rocks and sand, because they can go fast, And if you see an eel you may get harassed, But if it starts coming towards you just give it a kick, And keep an eye out for some slippery dick. When you get two thumbs up, start to head to the surface, But don’t go too fast ‘cause you’ll make Kenton nervous. Swimming straight to the boat can lead to decapitation, This would undoubtedly ruin your family vacation! When you get to the ladder, go up one-at-a-time, First take off your fins and then start to climb. A bang from the boat means an issue atop, So ascend at one-foot-per-second with no safety stop. If you hear there’s a problem, don’t ask any questions, Just go to the surface and then wait for directions. Keep an eye on your air, and let it be known, Seven hundred pounds is our caution zone. If you run out of air, do not be upset, And the number one rule is, try not to get wet!
First place By Emma Svitil When swimming around in the deep ocean blue, I’ve found some thoughts that just come to you. Granted some are silly, like my hot dog joke. But others are profound and need to be written. We’ve reached many epiphanies down there in the blue, and now I’d like to share one of mine with you. The first dive I went on I saw many a thing. I saw corals, rocks, and some long-lost ring, but the one thing I saw that really stood out… Was none other than the trumpetfish with his long snout! I remember him clearly as I swam through the arch. He was silver and shiny and made my heart lurch! Afterwards, as I swam on, thinking on this, I realized with me, there was something amiss. See I’ve always thought I was different and special, much like this fish, I was shiny and precious. But I suddenly realized that no one else cared. They didn’t remember that trumpet fish there. No one on a dive boat says “Did you see that?” About the poor trumpet fish and others like that. All everyone cares about is rarity and size. But they don’t believe unless they see it with their eyes. I think some of us believe we are fish in the pack. We’re trout’s and the guppies and the goldfish snacks. We’re here for a while, we swim around, float. Then we get eaten or kidnapped or both! And we think no one cares, we think no one has noticed. We see the divers swim on, and we see them demote us. They turn us into another object, a thing. A backdrop for all that they want to be seeing. And maybe it’s true. Maybe we are just some fish. But that’s not important, what’s important is this: I will never forget that one trumpet fish. That fish was so special, he couldn’t be missed. At least by me, see, that’s where it counts. I can travel the world; I can make my rounds, But I won’t forget him and that’s where its true That that is how somebody feels about you. For most of the divers, you may not be special. They’ll swim on by, and then they’ll just board the vessel. They’ll leave and forget and move on to the next. But for one person, just maybe, they’ll stay and they’ll rest. They’ll take all the pictures; they’ll put you in logs. They’ll remember there depth and the exact time and all. Or the things that happened the moment they saw you That one special fish The best of all You.
60’s Diving Medley: (sung to the tunes of Nat King Cole’s “Love” and The Weavers “Lion Sleeps Tonight”) By the Molkentin Family S: is the Sea that we explore. C: keeps us Coming back for more and more U: is the Underwater life galore B: The Bubbles And A: we sure Adore. Kids Sea Camp. Divin’ trips with kids sea camp are just the best They fulfill our family’s diving quests. Kids sea camp’s shown us new spots on the map Utila, Bonaire, Palau The Grenadines, St. Lucia and Yap Come, along and join the family fun Kids dive safe Under Margo’s thumb Grab your mask, your fins. Strap on your BCD See the peacock flounders, trumpetfish And anemone Dive KSC from dawn to dusk each day Night Dive with the needlefish that dot the bay We love the fringing coral And the fish That this trip would never end Is our only wish…Because We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, We came to dive St. Lucia is a small sovereign island in the East Car rib Be a Sea Land of cultural history, gracious, smiling people The Pitons and Anse Chastanet Anse Chastanet offers sanctuary, a safety haven For turtles, fish, and ray St, Lucians protect and honor their living treasures So ecology will stay We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, We came to dive We saw glass eyed snapper and parrotfish And yellow headed wrasse. spiny lobster, big crusty crabs And spotted eels in the grass. Our kids’ favorite fish swam along the rocks It was called the slippery dick The green sea turtle and octopus Were my own most favorite picks! We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, We came to dive The ca- ta- Marran took us all on a voyage To see the sunset and bats fly A little champagne, appetizers, and dancing We wish we could have stayed all night We learned herbal healing rode bikes through the Jungle Sampled chocolate and played in the sand Dining right next to the beach was cool As was listening to the steel drum band We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, We came to dive Thanks, Kids Sea Camp Thanks, Scuba St. Lucia This Thanksgiving week was really cool Anse Chastanet is a special place A real Caribbean jewel. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive. We came to dive Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, We came to dive
Kids Sea Camp (sung to the tune of theme song for the Spiderman cartoon) By Peter Hays Kids Sea Camp Kids Sea Camp Loves to get their divers damp Aquatic life of every size Swimming by before their eyes Look out- here comes Kids Sea Camp! Can they dive? Take it from me, They’ve been diving in every sea Can they swim through the waves? Dude, these divers are really brave! Look there- there goes Kids Sea Camp! In the darkness of night Their dive lights will shine With the beams of their lights, The reef life they will find. Kids Sea Camp Kids Sea Camp International Kids Sea Camp Everywhere they explore Every diver comes back for more Let’s go- diving with Kids Sea Camp! With Margo and Tom and their crew Kids Sea Camp explores the deep blue With each dive, there’s something new If you want to get wet, Your very best bet, Is to dive into Kids Sea Camp!
The Non-Divers Experience By Jessica Hart, Bailey Lavinsky, and Susan Hultgren Kids Sea Camp news: A recount request sent to the KSC poetry panel We’re so lazy, We don’t want to go. We’re on vacation, Leave us a-alone. We’re so lazy, Can’t you see we’re slow? We heard it’s fun, we still don’t want to go. Don’t go chasing waterfalls, Stick to the oceans and beaches that you’re used to. We know you’re gonna hike it yourself or nothing at all, But we got two babies to haul. Bike, bike baby Jungle bike, bike baby Jungle bike, bike baby Jungle bike, bike baby Jungle! Can’t climb this! Look, man, we can’t climb this. These killer steps up and back down, No! We can’t climb this! Ring the shuttle. Bring it down. It’s breakfast time! We sleep in late, got nothing in our day. That’s what divers say hmm-mmm, That’s what divers say hmm-mmm, We went to a mud bath, But could find no mud- uh-uh! Uh-uh! At least that’s what divers say (hmm) That’s what divers say (hmm)
By Emma Przybylo and Audrey Sarin Now we’re all here, the whole family, all 8 Although 1 of us was a little bit late She was detained by the wind and snow But finally was allowed to go We’ve all been doing our own special thing For Raman that meant playing the guitar so Tom could sing The kids were playing volleyball, paddle boarding and such And Nani was relaxing, not doing too much Sunita’s favorite part was the chocolate tasting Tina talked about saving the ocean and not wasting Phil’s gotten better, so now he’s around So now all 8 are here laughing, one happy sound Thank you Kids Sea Camp, We’ve had so much fun Nani, we’re ready for another one!
By Rainer Jenss Thanksgiving was upon us, To give our spirits a lift. There really is no question, Kids Sea Camp is a gift. A friend is many people Throughout our given life. Some always seem to top the list, And that’s Rob and his wife. But there are many others, The ones we met right here. Maybe if we’re lucky. We’ll meet up with them next year. Thanksgiving this year was special, It gave me time to think; How special Kids Sea Camp really is, Even though it went by in a blink!
By Zachary Nathanson I love octopi They are really great They are super smart And they can open jars This poem is ending So remember this!
By Gahan Family The velvet ocean, the emerald peak Kid Sea Camp arrives, but Margo can’t speak! We carried on, thanks to Tom And learned a lot- we didn’t stop! Ear infections won’t get us down We will equalize before we leave this town Under the sea, fish will be Fish will be, right next to me Eels around, I swim around No sharks in sight, all is good tonight. Biking the mountain above the sea, Oh no! I fell down- blood I see! And now the week is gone- Just when we learned how to put our wetsuits on. Goodbye, for now, we will meet again, The sun is down, I’m leaving this town.
By Montgomery, Thorsten and Remington Hart I am a coral in the deep blue sea, Everyone wants to come see me! I am big, white and awesome, Come see me so we can have some fun! I am an octopus swimming in the sea, Divers are always looking for me! There is no place I’d rather be, But hiding in a reed instead of a tree! I am the waves crashing in, Everybody wants to hop in! Carrying shells and sand, with every crash, High tide, low tide, it won’t be my last! Diving vacations go so fast!
By Lilly Blakey Climb aboard the Lucky T and come explore the ocean with me 60 foot below you’ll see Stuart is lower than he should be Jim’s at the surface with no air Asa’s flailing with no care Trey’s fast asleep on the boat Jim’s barely got enough air to float Susan is as cold as can be And they all wish they could dive like me.
