Ponui Junior 9 January 2003

A sleepy bunch of leaders. It is early. We are listening.

Our own resident boy band is showing off their very funky maneuvers.

and some of us are following along. Go the GB orange passes.

Patiently we wait our turn for the gastronomic delights of breakfast.

Leadership is all about servanthood and these young campers are honing their leadership skills.

Many tricky issues were discussed by the leaders in response to forum questions. We are all on a journey of discovering God's answers for our lives.

The rain came down and the grass turned into a swamp.

Especially in the extreme conditions we are thankful for every meal. This nice song is especially special.

Dinner time was quite an event for the DCT explosion this evening. I wonder why I wasn't invited.

The final tallies are close. There are some big scores coming in now. Who is going to walk away with the grand prize this year?

I know that this song is about respect but I don't know how to help the poor people at the front of this.

A mischevious plan is hatched with some simple oranges.

At the movies there can be some annoying neighbours.

A journey all over the world by a very intrepid explorer. And to think he didn't make it to NZ.

A dangerous song this turned out to be as the swings of one persons arms seemed awfully risky to me.

The audience was held spelbound by the humour, the worship, the silliness, the drama of it all.

The points for sports, duties and tents have been tallied and our winners found.

Thankyous are said and given to everyone who has invested so much in Ponui Junior 2003. Here are the tent leaders.

Jumping, thumping together for the second to last time. (We saved the last time till on the barge at Kawakawa Bay).