Chapter 2

He woke up early, exicted for the day. He could hardly sleep! He went down early for morning grub. Eggs were prepared for them. He had the first time of silence and reflection in a long time. After that, the large room with the singing red bearded man was filled and used the same as the day before. This time, an older man spoke. He had grey hair and had a name similar to the boys father. The boy then met with a smaller group that would be his "team" for the week. They played strange games that the boy did not understand, but he was naturally good at them. This boy has skill. Speaking of skills, he has drawing skills and he drew a beautiful tree on the long trip to the destination. Also speaking of drawing skills, his team called themselves the ludacris ligers. They are pretty much his favorite animal. These ligers won this friendly competition of strange games. They were naturally very hungry, not Hungary because this team does not make up a country, anyway, they ate. They ate many interesting things, such as... burgers. A time that cost no money, or was free, came afterwards. This boy found a friend during this time. He represented a league of protectors of the universe. He also has a very amazing beard, that is worthy of awe. During this time that was free, they wondered around the local village. They arrived at a shop that sold a hot drink loved by many of the local light colored females. They settled down and started a game of cards. This was a classic trick to pass time. After the "gangster" won the game, he explored. The boy and the man with the awesome beard found a great game of words. It was extremely large. It seemed like it could have been an enlarged version of a game that scrabbled words. After this time that was free came a time to clean up. Whatever that meant. These "gangsters" kept playing their card game. The boy couldn't pay attention because he was busy sending letters to a person back home. Who then called him a gangster. The man with the awesome beard wanted him to pay attention so he poked him. This game, they then called poker. The bell rang and that meant supper. A delicious meal of... food, was served. The large group of people again flooded into the large room. Red beard sang and it moved the boy. Literally. What they called "bass" was so powerful that it pushed the boy backwards. A song they sang with everything made the boy weep. Manly tears of course. He then learned about the terrors of Afganistan, Iraq, Syria, Somalia, and North Korea. The boy had nightmares. While he was awake. He was reassured by the words of the returning man with majestic flowing brown hair. The boy felt closer to his Creator than ever before. The boy decide that he needed to stop living his life and his life should be a reflection of what his Creator did for him. The boy considered himself rededicated. The boy went back to his room and wrote.