Corn Maze

Okay, in my last post I explained how excited I was to go with the youth group from our church to the local Haunted Corn Maze. I have always wanted to go but couldn't because of my kids. If I took them, all potty training up to this point in their lives would be lost. I also wanted to get out of the house, and have the needed diversion my worn out body needed. It worked.

Here is the scoop on the festivities of that evening:

1) It was a full moon. So while walking through a dark corn maze, it was kinda creepy.

2) Young teens are not brave at all. The handful of 14 year old girls were squealing most of the time. One girl actually fully peed her pants. Why? Because she did not take our advice and use the restroom like the rest of us before we went in.

3) Young teen boys. They are definitely not brave. Of all the kids we had, they were the ones who wanted to turn back and get a refund. They were not at all ashamed to say they were scared to death at the beginning.

4) My pastor's wife, R. She was scared because she wasn't sure what the whole thing entailed. I promised to hold her hand, but as you read on, that was impossible.

5) We had one of the kid's dad's there. Big huge bear of a man. I have actually called on him to help a friend I know with a domestic violence situation. His physical presence alone is daunting. So, the characters that jumped out at us definitely didn't come as close as they would normally just because we had him with us.

So, what you do is this, you pay your money, and you go through a corn maze, in the dark. There are hired scary characters that jump out and startle you. They actually have passageways behind the corn, so they can watch us, and follow behind us, and scare us. They did a great job, mainly because they jump out from right beside you when you think they are coming out in front of you. It was awesome!

The best character was the dude with the chainsaw. He jumped out from the corn, and fired up a chainsaw and revved it up fiercely. Plus, the hockey mask he had on added to the ambiance.

The one character that kind of annoyed me was the possessed ape/monkey. He came right up to my ear, within a few inches, and wouldn't stop growling. They definitely get into your personal space a little bit, but amazingly, they don't touch you.

Another interesting observation I saw. Since we were in a large group, if you ended up in the back, you didn't get frightened because they people in front screamed first. When we got separated for awhile, it was actually more fun.

Also, when characters jump out, they slightly block your path. Interestingly, junior highers would just stand there and wait thinking the character would move. Ummm....no. They will stand there and keep revving the chainsaw. It was a mystery watching the entire group kind of freeze for several moments.

Okay, here is where I needed the Advil. We had three teenage boys, well four, but one was hanging with his girlfriend in the girl group. But the three I dealt with were scared just standing in line. I pictured that they would close their eyes and I may need to lead them like a sight impaired person, right? Wrong.

At several points, I was leaning hard on R because I started out holding her hand. Why am I dragging off her backside? Well, I had one boy on one shoulder "being cool". He was trying not to act scared and scream or anything, but his grip was pretty firm on me. I had one on the other shoulder with his head in my armpit. The third boy was hanging off my back with his arms around my waist and his head buried between my shoulder blades. I looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame trying to walk. R was my balance!

And you know what? By the end of the maze, the two with their heads buried wanted to do it again. I told them, no way, not until I have seen my chiropractor! I am so glad my back is in shape. Could you imagine if I did this in May with these guys?

But all is cool in junior high land now.....whewie!