They don't let me have babies of my own because I would do all sorts of psychological experiments on them.
When I was a Camp Director I used to construct "lies" over the course of a week that would lead kids to the wrong conclusion.
Just with in the earshot of campers I'd say things to the counselors like "I think Kahn is back on the camp again"
And in the Animal Lodge we had a huge empty tank that said "Kahn: Rare Aquatic Gargantuan Boa Constrictor" with some facts about the fact that they could grow to over 150 feet in length, and they eat mostly bear for food.
I'd drop other "hints" like "You don't have to worry about Bears in the woods, not since Kahn got out..." and if anyone asked I'd just blow off the questions about Kahn, "Oh, nevermind just a camp pet that got out one day"
When the wind would blow through the tall grass the counselors would hurry the kids to an area where the grass was shorter. And we'd say "Camper count" and count that we had everybody, then sigh, "Kahn never ceases to scare the daylights out of me"
Towards the end of the week campers were convinced there was a conspiracy to keep the giant snake a secret. It kept them from wandering out at night, or sneaking off on their own.
Worked far better than any amount of threats of discipline could.
When I was a Camp Director I used to construct "lies" over the course of a week that would lead kids to the wrong conclusion.
Just with in the earshot of campers I'd say things to the counselors like "I think Kahn is back on the camp again"
And in the Animal Lodge we had a huge empty tank that said "Kahn: Rare Aquatic Gargantuan Boa Constrictor" with some facts about the fact that they could grow to over 150 feet in length, and they eat mostly bear for food.
I'd drop other "hints" like "You don't have to worry about Bears in the woods, not since Kahn got out..." and if anyone asked I'd just blow off the questions about Kahn, "Oh, nevermind just a camp pet that got out one day"
When the wind would blow through the tall grass the counselors would hurry the kids to an area where the grass was shorter. And we'd say "Camper count" and count that we had everybody, then sigh, "Kahn never ceases to scare the daylights out of me"
Towards the end of the week campers were convinced there was a conspiracy to keep the giant snake a secret. It kept them from wandering out at night, or sneaking off on their own.
Worked far better than any amount of threats of discipline could.