Madie Life in Bear Country

The storm continues. Water is seeping in around the doors. There is an ocean out the front door of Bear Country. If the rain continues for much longer, we are going to have to start moving people up to the second floor of the school. I dread the clean up. The same thing happened during the last storm. We probably should think about building a wall to hold back the water once everything dries out.

People are getting restless. Everyone is getting bored with games. Our guest booed Lisa and her band the last time they set up to play. The trouble with boredom is that people start looking for other things to do to keep themselves entertained. This usually results in trouble especially among the younger children. I am trying my best to remain calm but after a while, you start to wish the guest staying in your home would leave and never come back.
There really isn’t a lot to tell, no invasions, no mysteries to solve, and no horrible crimes to report. There is just a bunch of people laying around, twiddling their thumbs. Tony and Runt are in the basement building something. I think it’s some electronic gadget.

Sheriff Pete and his deputies are keeping the peace. I actually think they are the only people currently doing anything productive. Joshua and his gang are keeping quiet in the band room. I haven’t seen much of any of them. Lost is in heaven. She loves the children. The younger children are keeping her entertained and she is keeping them entertained. The Library Trio has retreated to the media center. I think they have had enough interaction with our visitors. Jonas, where is Jonas? I have my suspicions. He is probably or rather most certainly in the company of a girl. Emily is currently watching Aleece while I write in this journal.

It’s still raining, storming. It has not been a good morning. I went to wash up and as I was walking down the hall, I heard wind and rain.  At first, I thought a window had broken in one of the classrooms in the night. I wasn’t watching the floor; I stepped into a puddle and fell onto my butt. After regaining my dignity and looking around to see if anyone had seen me fall, I stood up and opened the door to the classroom. The windows weren’t broken. Someone had opened all the windows to let in the rain. Rain was pouring into the room and debris from the wind was everywhere. The room was a disaster. I closed the windows and stomped out to the pavilion where half of the guests staying in Bear Country were sleeping.  I hadn’t slept well during the night. I was pissed. I was cold and wet from the rain. My tailbone was sore. I yelled at the top of my lungs. Who opened the windows? People probably thought I was insane. A bunch of sleepy eyes stared up at me.  No one said anything but as I scanned the crowd, a couple of gang members from the geckos (green lizards or whatever) were laughing. I wasn’t amused. I told them to get out. They begged me not to throw them into the storm so I had Sheriff Pete lock them in one of the utility closets. I’ll let them out later.

I knew it would happen. People are hungry and those who don’t have food are stealing from those who do. Pete and his deputies have been breaking up fights all morning. I don’t know how long this storm is going to last. We have all been hungry. It’s not a feeling I like. To help keep the peace and to keep the little ones from starving I have asked volunteers to cook up some potatoes. We have a surplus of potatoes. We also have dried pinto beans but these take all day to cook. I hate pinto beans but I am thinking none of our guests is going to complain. Its all Bear Country can spare.