Fun with Vowels & Kool-Aid

The Duck just got back from her insane week of playing Icelandic teacher at a camp by the picturesque e-coli-infested waters of Lake Manitoba. And by insane, she means insanely fun. She had no idea how it would turn out, having only a vague awareness of anyone under approximately 20 while in Iceland - the one of the drawbacks of swimming so much in the university pond. So in fact, she had really no idea of what to expect. She had forgotten what it was like to love Spaghetti-Os and look at all the pictures. But it all started to come back to her as she discovered just how frustrating it can be to get seven kids under the age of 11 or so to sit long enough in one place to learn what "góðan daginn" means - and the fuzzy feeling you get when (or if!) you do. At the end of the week, she was sad to leave the camp and all the crazy, wonderful people of all ages she met there.

Back in Winnipeg, she is now discovering the joys of Kool-Aid for colouring yarn with, something she strongly advocates that anyone with the motive and the opportunity should try at least once. Not only does the yarn come out with a gorgeous colour, it also has a faint fruity, tasty scent to it. Though it is probably best done in a well-ventilated kitchen so as to avoid any potentially dangerous Kool-Aid fumes. Plus, the dye actually soacks into the wool, leaving the water (almost) as clear as an Icelandic mountain stream and is thus unlikely to stain any innocent tables or countertops - for those of you who might have had some bad dyeing experiences in the past...