I know some people don't like these, but I think they're fun ... fun to read, and fun to play along. So, thanks Sandy, for the tag!
The Tag game goes as follows:Go to the 8th folder in which you store your photos
Select the 8th photo
Post it to your blog and tell the story behind it.
After following the above instructions, you are ‘supposed’ to tag 8 other bloggers.
I'm going to let you go ahead and tag yourself if you're interested in playing ...
No kidding ... this scanned newspaper picture was my #8 in my #8 folder. I coached my middle daughter's 7th grade basketball team. Oh boy! It was super fun!!! In fact, this team BEAT Juneau's team (the one with Willow Palin - Sarah Palin's daughter). Not only that, we took 1st place in the regional tournament and we all got trophies. (yup - me too) But the real story I want to share is this: We were traveling with 2 other teams from our home town of Sitka. To get anywhere, we had to fly or ferry ... of course, it was a lot less expensive to ferry, so we took the 17-hour overnight trip on a huge ferry - sort of like a mini-cruise ship. So fun! BUT .. we had a crazy girl traveling with us. Crazy scary. And a brat. She was on one of the other teams. Well, the other coach traveling with us was sick when we arrived at the school we were staying at. We were camped out on the gym floor and I was the only adult in charge - the main coach had taken cold medicine so she was out of commission. This girl was a real trouble maker. Everyone was trying to sleep and she kept turning up her music, or rattling potato chip bags, etc. Finally I walked over and took everything away from her. She went ballistic and took off. I was finally able to rouse the other coach who took off after her and I tried to calm the rest of the group. Of course, by now everyone was awake. And everyone was afraid for their lives. (I didn't go that far, but when I was talking about how tired we were all going to be for our games I said something like "Sheesh. We're all gonna be dead in the morning." and that set of a whole series of screams) All of this leads to this: we woke up just in time to watch a major show in the sky - the northern lights began dancing. Even with no sleep, we won the tournament the next day. (and the crazy girl didn't kill any of us).
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
John Muir
That is beautiful! Do you still live in Alaska? What a beautiful place I hope to visit next year. I'll tag myself and do this when I get home.
ReplyDeleteHoly cow, what a story!!!!!!!!!! I didn't know you coached a basketball team . . . go Denalee! How neat to see the northern lights (and to be alive, haha). The whole scene is awesome.
ReplyDeleteWow, that's quite the tale behind the picture. Fun idea!
ReplyDeletewoo hoo! i love winning basket ball stories.
ReplyDeletefour of my five kids played, and we are
fanatics.
sorry to be a party pooper, but i don't have
a folder. it looks like such a fun idea.
First, funny story and way to go! Second, the image, so very beautiful. I actually got a little teary when I looked at it. The wonderous beauty all around us can be overwhelming to me. I'm not at home so I can't check out my 8th folder for my 8th photo but I love the idea of it and really enjoyed yours.
ReplyDeleteThis is such an amazing post, I enjoy your stories so much! Thanks for sharing, this is so fun :)
ReplyDeletethat's a heck of a story! i'm jealous. i've recently realized how much i want to see the northern lights.
ReplyDeleteYou are brave brave brave to coach and chaperone junior high students -impressed
ReplyDeleteSometimes the Northern Lights can be seen from WA. It is so nice.
ReplyDeleteThat girl sounds like she was a terror! I bet there were some angry parent phone calls about their mistreated princess =)
That picture is just gorgeous! I'd love to see the A.B. in person!!
ReplyDeleteThat photo is awesome.
ReplyDeleteWow, beating the Palin girl's team: impressive!
She was probably intimidated by the psycho gal on your team. It's like the Dennis Rodman factor.
Wow! That's quite a story! Beautiful picture, great memory!
ReplyDeleteHello!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your sweet note on my blog.
I like the mood of yours. Good stuff.
Beautiful picture!
Fantastic story. I would love to see the northern lights one day. Such a special thing to have witnessed and right before your teams grandfinal - yeah!
ReplyDeletethanks for the comment on my blog :) have a great day
ReplyDeleteBetty Bake
Hi there,
ReplyDeletewhat a great story and such a great outcome. Sadly I never saw the northern lights, but so want to.
By the way your hair is growing amazingly fast! And it looks so good on you.
Best,
Katha
such a great story!!! sometimes it is fun to me reminded of little moments such as this :)
ReplyDeleteHello.
ReplyDeleteI was taking a look on your blog and I saw your video. I just say "your a super woman". I think your parents are very happy with you.
I say to you: Have a very good time with your mom and dad. Be optimist, also your parents, than you can get a very good time together.
(sorry about my english)
I go be your follower
Many greetings Marga
crazy story! I do hope I get to see the northern lights someday....so bad!
ReplyDeletegreat post, loved reading it.:)SarahD
ReplyDeleteWow Denalee. that is some story.
ReplyDeleteSeeing the Northern Lights is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I would love to be able to experience that. I am soooo happy that everything went well and that you all are still alive!!! <3
Love it! I went to college in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and we got to see the Aurora Borealis all the time, it was always absolutely gorgeous!
ReplyDeletexo
Ah, I did that with pic #10 - it's fun to look bag and your #8 has a great story! Lovely Northern Lights! xoxo
ReplyDeleteAs you and I have talked...I was flying into Anchorage on a night flight. So just outside Seattle to almost Anchorage I could look out the plane window and watch the northern lights dance across the sky. I should have been sleeping because I had to go to work as soon as I arrived but to miss that would have been tragic. It was one of the best 4-5 hours of my life. Needless to say work did not go to well that day!!
ReplyDeletesuch a great story! what a fun thing to do! xoxolannie.
ReplyDeleteThe hubs coached seventh grade girls back in the day. He got mad at them when they focused more on boys than basketball. HA!
ReplyDeleteWow, what a story.... I didn't know you coached a basketball team. Well done darling!!!
ReplyDeleteKisses darling and enjoy your day:)
Muah and see you soon
That story is definitely more interesting than the trophies! Although, congrats!!! Boy. I would've probably done the same thing as you. You just can't let brats have their way because they will never learn... especially if the parents weren't there to tame the child. What an animal! She must be Veruca Salt.
ReplyDeleteHave oodles of fun with your family and give lots and lots of slobbery kisses! Hey, I posted a pic of my hair!
ReplyDeletexo
LeAnn
absolutely lovely.
ReplyDeleteamazing photo!!
ReplyDeleteI loved the "killing" story.
A former student of mine once shared a story where he thought a "serial killer" was actually a "CEREAL killer". He couldn't understand the fear people had of them...wondering how they killed cereal....did they do it in the middle of the night?! Gotta love a kids' imagination!!
What a great post! The picture is fab and the story, well.....it's brilliant. Nothing better than a possible teen slasher thriller story. So glad nobody died.
ReplyDeleteAs for you being a basketball coach? I am more than impressed. I wouldn't even know how to get them to the right base.