When I was a Sophomore in school, my grandma gave me a picnic basket. Ever since then I wanted to go with a special somebody on a picnic and use that basket. But I have yet too. Today I went on my first picnic with the boys. Anytime they go somewhere off the campus they call it a picnic. When they said that we were going I was so excided. One of the big boys asked if I was going to wear a sari, I was thinking more a cute dress and a blanket with red and white checkers, but wrong culture. Amanda said that we were going to go hiking and swimming. I thought that it might be too cold, but still brought stuff. When we got there and it was brown water I was not sure about the swimming idea. But the boys hopped in. I had to change into my pants and swimming shirt where the cows live in some little house, but I was ready. The current was so strong it takes you 50 feet down from where you would think that you would cross. We went climbing up the mountain. I was in flip flops because I did not intend to climb up. It was so much fun to be with the older boys whom I usually do not see, since we are so busy with the younger ones. To get down we had to slide!!! It was so cool!!! I little blood on my hands but I made it. After that we made it back to all the others and had amazing food. It was the best picnic I was ever on and I did not even need my basket.
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