Camp is great. Where else can you:
start a one match fire and be worshiped by a group of eternally grateful kids because you fed them
eat wild blueberries while coming up with appropriate tribal designations
paint tribal markings on a cabin full of girls
sing an original song at the top of your lungs with 9 girls in front of at least 30 people and not feel in the least self-conscious
lurk in the woods to ambush unsuspecting campers and take fake gold from them in a game of gold rush
march up and pelt them with water ballons in a british costume on the fourth of July
paint your entire face as the Russian flag and play soccer all day
wage water wars on fellow staff members while the campers (and camp director) aren't watching
go to bed utterly exhausted and supremely satisfied
About Me
- crystal
- I am a work in progress, as are all of us. The trick is to embrace the process, to delight in the growth, and to never be ashamed of where we have been. And, most of all, to dance through life.
1 comment:
I had the Russian flag tattooed on my face. Beat that.
Glad you're having fun at camp.
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