Rubber Ducks
This is a short but funny story. One time at summer camp, I was in the same cabin with a girl named And Solveig; and, not "and", means duck in Norwegian. She normally went by just Solveig but her name was taken by another camper that year. Solvieg was the life of the party, she had the best spirit and the best sense of humor. All could agree that the name was incredibly fitting.
One day, while we were all on the beach, Solvieg found a dirty rubber duck lying in the sand. We all thought the duck was placed there on purpose but no one would come clean. Plus, the duck had clearly seen better days. We brought the duck back and placed him on the window sill and immediately moved on. Then a couple days later, fifty-plus ducks were scattered on the outside of the cabin. They were up two flights of stairs and all over the balcony. The prank was random and no one had a clue who the culprit could have been. To this day, the duck master remains a mystery.
Luckily, there were plenty of rubber ducks to go around and I took some home and placed this in a mason jar. I love these ducks and they remind me of my cabinmates, especially And Solvieg.
