1. The Island, Chapter 27


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    When she realized what everyone was laughing at, the groggy teen pulled her shirt down, red faced, and complained, “Guuuys!” I didn’t want to hang around and embarrass her further, so I gave her a friendly wink and carried my gear back to Janie’s shelter. I dropped off my stuff and threw on some clean clothes. Looking again at the darkening sky, I packed up all of my clothes, along with Jared’s and Janie’s, into suitcases and made sure they were under the shelter. I made the rounds of the beach, interrupting breakfasts and alerting everyone to the impending storm and suggesting they stow any gear they might not want to get wet. I caught up to Joelle at the Africans’ hut, where she was helping them pack things up. Once she had finished, we jogged over to the medical hut and put things away there as well. I walked the beach with Horace, who had finished helping the flight crew with their stuff, and we made sure everything was ship-shape. We deflated the raft and anchored it down thoroughly, packing up the fishing supplies in one of the metal bins from the plane. The food was all stowed away under the mess hall shelter, and we covered the chicken coops with plastic sheeting from the walls of the plane. These were wired on so that they wouldn’t blow away. The goats were led under the largest shelter and tied to the bamboo poles supporting it. I had some of the kids collect some forage for the animals so that they wouldn’t get too freaked out by the storm. Thinking about it, ...
    though, I realized the animals had survived just fine on this island without us, and probably were used to storms. Regardless, we were as battened-down as we could be, and now we were just waiting for a freshwater shower. I glanced again at the racing clouds, wondering where Janie and Jared were. I hoped they would make it back before the rain started. As it turned out, it was a forlorn hope, for minutes later fat drops of rain started pelting us. At first they were sporadic, but quickly the wind rose and began tossing the palm trees around, and soon a torrent of rain was coming down. As before, most of the camp citizens ran around in the rain giddily, adults and children alike, enjoying the cool water coming from the sky. The intensity of the storm continued to increase, however, and in short order most everyone had made for the relative shelter of the jungle, as the gusts of wind were blowing so hard that the rain was propelled horizontally into the shelters at painful speed. Under the trees it was no dryer, but at least we weren’t being lashed by stinging droplets. We clustered around two large trees which offered some shelter, and sang songs to keep the kids’ morale up while the squall raged. As with most tropical storms, this one was fast and furious, and blew itself out fairly quickly. Soon the sun burned through the clouds, and the jungle was literally steaming with humidity. We fled back to the beach, where at least a breeze made things a little more comfortable. As the ...
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