Click, Click, Click

When we were kids our family (mom, dad, danny, cindy and grandpa) would go camping in a travel trailer. My grandpa would start drinking beer sitting on the lounge chair around a fire at night. This was a six night trip. He started the story and contined it every night, but kept us hanging. The story was that he was travelling to the center of the and heard a click, click, click. Each night the story had more adventures and the click got louder and louder. Finally on the last night he finally reached the center of the earth and it was CHINA and it was a man eating with chop sticks. He got a "GRANDPAAA" from both of us. The next morning we were getting ready to leave and the Camp Ranger taught us a rain dance song. My brother and I sang it and sang it until was annoying to our parents -but the only reason we stopped was because it started to rain. To this day we both remember the words. Aye Yae AYe Icky Aye Yae Amos A woo A woo a Woonie keechy Yae

Author: Cindy Buletti-Stewart