This year is special for the town I live in, because it’s our centennial birthday. To celebrate, the city has organized a slew of events for everyone to participate in, and included in those events are several scavenger hunts that lead to prizes. Thus far, I’ve participated in the first two that have been done.
I’ve always been a history buff, and a mystery buff, and a history mystery buff. Movies like National Treasure have forever been my favorites. They’re gripping, incredible, action-filled adventures, and I love ’em. So naturally a treasure hunt sounds like loads of fun, and I’m all for it. These scavenger hunts are sponsored by our local radio station, KKYN 106.9 “The Bulldog”. Each morning Tom and Brandy of the morning show announce the daily clue that will ultimately lead to a small film canister containing a slip of paper that says you won. The first scavenger hunt dealt with the history of the city, and required diving deep down into its past. I closely followed the clues, keeping track of all of them, and tried my hardest to figure them out – with the assistance of my husband, of course. I knew in my gut exactly where this money prize would be and passed it about ten dozen times, but I suppose I didn’t see it because the film canister blended in with the color of the wall. That’s my own little excuse anyway. It was found by another resident here, and I was a little disappointed because I worked so hard on figuring out the clues and knew just the area that it would be. But, you can’t cry over spilled milk, so when I heard about the “Mama’s Diamond” Mother’s Day scavenger hunt, I thought I’d give it another shot.
The scenario was the same – a new clue every day. Once again, I kept track of the clues, and tried my best to make sense of them. We looked everywhere, high and low, and even out in the rain. I was determined and set to find the prize this time since I was SO close to the last one. On the ninth day of the hunt, I knew it was coming down to the wire. Mother’s Day is three days away, and this prize needs to be found by then. I was positive the clues would really start to get revealing. I got up early and was ready to run out the door, kids in tow, as soon as they made the clue announcement. As soon as I heard it, I was certain I knew where to look, so that’s where I headed. I looked all morning, as did around 100 other residents; the ones I saw anyway.
I searched, and walked, and searched some more. Finally, I decided to give up. The clue from the day before had me completely stumped. It was about something looking like a menorah but I knew there weren’t any Jewish roots or synagogues here. I knew what a menorah looked like, what it stands for, the symbolism of it, yet, I couldn’t make any connection whatsoever. How could anything in this town look like a menorah? That’s the one question I couldn’t answer. The rests of the clues I had figured out. So, hoping it wouldn’t be found just yet and we’d get another clue, I decided to call it a day and head home. That’s when I saw something I hadn’t seen before. A teeny tiny park that has nothing much but a swing set and trees. I pulled over to the side and said to myself, “Nah, they wouldn’t hide it here”. I sat for a minute, thinking about whether or not I wanted to get out of the car and take a quick look. That’s when it caught my eye. A sort of bowl shaped tree with seven big bushes. It did kind of look like a menorah. Since it really wouldn’t hurt much except my slightly aching feet, I got my girls out of the car and gave this seven-bushy tree a chance. I walked up to it, looked through branches, and – nothing. For no real reason, I walked around to the other side of the tree and looked at the water that had pooled from all the recent rainfall. I turned around and gave the bushy tree one last disheartening glance. “Wait, what is that”, I said out loud. It’s a little white, semi-transparent film canister. I found it! I had to look twice and read the taped-on label before I could even believe it. I took the note to the radio station to certify my prize, and did a short interview with Tom and Brandy for the morning show live on the air. Hubbard’s Jewelry was sponsoring the hunt, so they said I should go to the store and pick up my prize. So, off I went and the rest, as they say, is history. I was on my way to claim “Mama’s Diamond”.
Was all this time and effort for a scavenger hunt worth it, though? Sure. I’m going to spend this weekend enjoying my children and family, stress free from not having scavenger hunt clues clouding my brain, with a shiny, sparkly “Mama’s Diamond” right here on my finger.