Miracle Jesus

You know those little shops that sell all sorts of bits and pieces, nice for small gifts and tokens of appreciation? Well, there's a lovely little shop in Durham I used to go to when stuck for present ideas. However, when I visited it this weekend, it would seem the owner has branched out into a whole new market niche. In amongst the homemade bookmarks, cute ornaments and those 'Thank You Teacher' mugs (which you can never get enough of), I noticed this:



I thought the 'glow-in-the-dark hands' were an interesting touch. Also, note the fact that this is the 'DELUXE' version. I wonder what the ordinary Miracle Jesus Action Figure does...

Anyway, I had a very nice time in Durham. Last week I went to the Isle of Wight with Year 6 (more on that later), and during Disco Night they played that Soulja Boy song. All 400 children in the hall immediately commenced this intricate dance routine, which left the adults (who had up to that point felt very 'down with the kids'- we'd just taught the younger generation the Macarena moves) feeling very old and slightly freaked out. Apparently the routine is on YouTube. Being the ancient 23 year old that I am, the only word (and corresponding move) I could understand in the song was 'Superman'- and the next day I couldn't wait to show my Durham friends the move I'd learnt. Laura in particular was very quick to catch on:



The Isle of Wight trip was a very testing time for me- I had to face all sorts of fears and look as though I was thoroughly enjoying every second of it, as some of the kids in my group were more terrified than me. The Giant Swing was horrifying to start off with, as I had to go first and the girl sat next to me didn't want to say 'stop' til the swing was at its highest point (if you've seen the video from the previous post, it was raised so it was actually level with the top bar). In hindsight, I should've known better than be paired with her, as her dad owns Adventure Island... By this time two of the other groups were walking past, and they'd all stopped to have a good look. The worst bit was the fact that it was up to me to pull the tiny pink cord, which then released the swing. After the initial 'AAAAAAHHHH' sensation though, it was really good!!!

Going on the Tunnel Trail was the other really scary experience for me. It involved crawling through these wet, muddy, pitch black tunnels which varied in height (I came out with a headache) looking for a golden brick which, when pulled out, would reveal a secret supply of sweets. Needless to say, there was no golden brick. And when I decided to stay in the one small chamber with a light to look after the frightened children, the light went out and I was left comforting all these crying children who I couldn't see.

Apart from that, it was a really good trip, and the Isle of Wight is beautiful. Have officially had enough of children now though...