March 12, 2014, Mackeral Middle School, Field Trip 9:00~3:00, Capilano Bridge.

I signed, what was fun about a bridge? Sure, it’s almost the same height as the Statue of Liberty. But the Grand Canyon is even higher! And collecting stamps in exchange for a “surprise?” LAAAAAMMEE!!!

As we walked to the bridge, I read the informational signs. It could hold about 100 elephants? Well at least I’m assured it’s not going to fall. We walked onto the bridge. Jessica was snapping pictures of everything. The boys were daring each other to spit over the side or throw pennies. Of course none of them did, only if Ms. Nun wasn’t looking. Ms. Nun is nice, but not if you do something wrong. If you make trouble in front of Ms. Nun, you will wish it had been Queen Elizabeth II who saw you do it.

“Wow, it’s pretty high,” Jeff said as he stepped carefully onto the bridge.

“It’s beautiful,” I breathed. I saw green pine trees in every direction, a wide rocky river flowing underneath. The light blue sky with puffy cotton candy clouds.

“I agree,” Cassandra said.

Jeff looked over the side. “Ms. Nun,” he said, he was turning a light shade of green, “I don’t feel good.” He was hugging his stomach. Everyone knew he was deathly afraid of heights. Uh oh, I knew everyone else was thinking the same thing.

“Is he supposed to throw up over the side or right here?” Cyrus yelled.

“None! I will NOT have you getting sick over the side or anywhere! Here, do it here.” She gave him a bag. It was too late. He puked all over the side of the bridge.

“Jeff!” Ms. Nun said, “Oh, well it’s alright, I should have been faster.” She called someone on the phone and told someone to come clean it up.

“AH!!” Jessica shouted. She was leaning over the side taking a picture of a Mallard Duck far below. But Logan bumped into her. Her she dropped her camera.

“Logan! Look at what you did!!” she shrieked, “You’re going to pay for that camera!”

“Sorry geez, hey look! It didn’t fall!” he pointed. He was right. It was dangling off the wooden plank sticking out of the bridge.

“Well I was lucky, Mom will never forgive me if I dropped it,” she said, “I can’t reach it!”

It was true the chain link wall was too high, “Calm down Jess, I’m sure we can get it back,” he looked like he was trying to reassure himself.

“Yes we will get it back,” Ms. Nun said, “everyone move forward, Jessica, a worker will come get your camera. At the end of the trip, we’ll stop by the Lost and Found.”

“Fine,” Jessica huffed, “now I can’t take pictures.”

“You can use mine,” Amy said, “I probably won’t use it anyway.”

“Oh thanks,” Jessica said.

We walked across the bridge and some people got some stamps. I decided to get some too. At the Trading Post I bought a dream catcher. I got a certificate in exchange for the stamps and we got Jessica’s camera back. Jeff threw up again but this time into a bag. I think the boys threw like $10 dollars worth of coins off the bridge and the cliff walk. This field trip turned out pretty good!