When I was little I went to camp often. I went to Music Art and Drama (MAD) for several summers, at the local library. We mostly did MAD things for an hour or two and then were set free to pilfer the town. After that I went to a youth camp for 2 summers and then finally in Grade 7 or 8, I’m not sure which, our class went to camp Wahonawin for a week. The latter 2 were your standard we have a mess hall, do crafts and activities and sing by the fire camps.



As hard as I try to remember my adventures at these camps I just can’t remember anything positive. All I can remember are odd little tidbits. I can remember walking outside with a flashlight to go to bathroom. I can remember that the one camp had what I thought to be the highest swing in the world. I can remember having to help out a homesick friend who couldn’t do anything for himself because he was so distraught and in the end he won the stick-it-out-award. I remember missing our ride home from camp and having to drive home with someone’s grandma. I remember the large table we sat at had splinters in the benches. I remember playing horseshoes and when it was my turn I hurled the shoe and someone was standing too close and it hit them in the head. My first instinct was too laugh even though I knew it must have hurt. I remember roughhousing on top of bunk beds with my friends and we all ended up on the ground, and I also ended up with a huge scare.



Did you go to camp? What do you remember from the experience?