The Death of a Shield

I went to Mutual today, and I was SOOO excited! We were making our SHIELDS for Girls' Camp!

Half of our Young Women's stayed inside and colored their Coat of Arms. The other group (me) went outside on the grass and painted ours. Mine looked like poop, obviously.

So, I finished painting my sexy shield, and went inside to color my Cote of Arms. I didn't finish, but my mom wanted everyone that was drawing their Coat of Arms to go outside so they could make their shields all artistic and stuff.

I went outside and found that my shield's base coat had finished drying. I picked it up and put it next to my friend, Shanna's shield (which she was splatter painting-it looked HOT!) I grabbed some orange paint and made a squiggly line all the way around the perimeter of my shield. I got some GOLD GLITTER GLUE and made big blobs along the squiggly line. I put some glue on my foot, too.

I wrote my name in grey across the top, and set it on the grass to dry. I went to help my mom put stuff back into the Young Womens' closet. Next thing I know, one of the little Beehives comes in and says, "Laura-the sprinklers just turned on, and your shield is on the grass."

"CRAP!" I screamed as I ran out of the YW room. I sprinted through the forum and slammed the glass door open and bolted outside. "NOOOO!!!!!" I scream as I turn the corner and get blasted by the sprinklers.

One of the Beehive leaders had bravely dove into the sprinklers and scooped everything up. My shield...my beautiful shield...was now crap and was slowly melting.

My mom was later talking to one of the Young Men who had been outside to witness this event, "I saw the sprinklers turn on, and I would have helped," he said, "but then I didn't want to get wet."

I was inches from killing two people tonight...but...they live on...for now...