Introduction
I was five years old, lying in bed with my mom when she felt something kicking at her legs. She assumed it was me and groggily told me to stop. I was not kicking her. She screamed, jumped out of bed, and a bat flew out of the blanket and swooped around the room, My uncle was eventually able to catch the bat, but I still remember the black flying terror in my house.
Two years ago, I was not thinking much about my eagle project. I knew I wanted to be an eagle scout, it just seemed so far away. Every August, my family stays at a YMCA family camp called Deer Valley for a week. Deer Valley is near Mount Davis, about three hours south of State College. The camp has lots of fun activities like sailing, horseback riding, sports, and kids groups. Over the years, we have made many friends there, including the camp director, Mr. Dave Reither, and Mr. Rich Katilius, who sits on the board of directors. I hadn’t put much thought into doing my eagle project at Deer Valley until one evening Mr. Katilius approached me about it. He had a huge list of projects needed done, and had circled a few he thought would …show more content…
Riether, or having future work days, I wanted to make sure I knew how to build a bat box. Mr. Brooks, Mr. Graef, my Dad and I agreed to meet at the Graefs’ house Tuesday, August 11th to work on a practice box. First though, I had to go shopping. After checking both Lowe’s and Home Depot’s websites, I discovered only Lowes had untreated outdoor wood. The wood specialist at Lowe’s recommended using pine wood to make the boxes. He said that pine painted with an outdoor paint would last as long as chemically treated wood. The associate also cut the wood into the general shapes I needed. I also bought glue and nails, as I did not know what I needed to hold the bat boxes together. I used a 20% off coupon my dad had to try and save Deer Valley some money. When I got home that night, I spent an hour sanding the wood in preparation for the next
I was five years old, lying in bed with my mom when she felt something kicking at her legs. She assumed it was me and groggily told me to stop. I was not kicking her. She screamed, jumped out of bed, and a bat flew out of the blanket and swooped around the room, My uncle was eventually able to catch the bat, but I still remember the black flying terror in my house.
Two years ago, I was not thinking much about my eagle project. I knew I wanted to be an eagle scout, it just seemed so far away. Every August, my family stays at a YMCA family camp called Deer Valley for a week. Deer Valley is near Mount Davis, about three hours south of State College. The camp has lots of fun activities like sailing, horseback riding, sports, and kids groups. Over the years, we have made many friends there, including the camp director, Mr. Dave Reither, and Mr. Rich Katilius, who sits on the board of directors. I hadn’t put much thought into doing my eagle project at Deer Valley until one evening Mr. Katilius approached me about it. He had a huge list of projects needed done, and had circled a few he thought would …show more content…
Riether, or having future work days, I wanted to make sure I knew how to build a bat box. Mr. Brooks, Mr. Graef, my Dad and I agreed to meet at the Graefs’ house Tuesday, August 11th to work on a practice box. First though, I had to go shopping. After checking both Lowe’s and Home Depot’s websites, I discovered only Lowes had untreated outdoor wood. The wood specialist at Lowe’s recommended using pine wood to make the boxes. He said that pine painted with an outdoor paint would last as long as chemically treated wood. The associate also cut the wood into the general shapes I needed. I also bought glue and nails, as I did not know what I needed to hold the bat boxes together. I used a 20% off coupon my dad had to try and save Deer Valley some money. When I got home that night, I spent an hour sanding the wood in preparation for the next