Camp was the best and most unbelievable experience of my lifetime.
Day one. We were just put into our units. I was miserable. I hated the the bugs. I didn't know anybody. My counselors just informed me about the "woodsey challenge" where you can't shower for all of camp. A whole week without showering? Uhm. No. I just didn't wanna be there. I wanted to act sick just so that I could be sent home. I hate the forest.
Flash forward to the last day at camp. Everyone's in the lodge signing each other's autograph books, hugging, saying their goodbyes, and everyone including me is crying. I'm the type to never cry and I try to hold them in but I fail miserably. I didn't wanna leave. I was gonna miss everything and everyone. They all held a warm place in my heart and I will never forget each and everyone of them.
I'll miss the camp names. There, you couldn't go by your real name. You had to have a camp name. I, with the help of my unit, decided I was gonna be Bass due to the fact that I was a dancer and that the bass of the song always has my heart pumping. The camp names really helped you let go of the city and helps you embrace everything around you.
I'll miss the camp songs. They are what made camp so much fun. Everyone breaks out in songs everywhere and anywhere. You could start singing anywhere and there will always be another camper or some counselors there to sing along with you.
I'll miss saying grace before every meal. No, not as in praying... But before every meal you and your unit says something about the day or something about the meal and then says "grace!" while pounding your hands on the table. For example, if we were having ribs that night, you would say "FINGER LICKIN' GOOD! GRACE!"
I'll miss "grab and go it's all the same."
I'll miss seconds and last call.
I'll miss the camp meals. Everything tastes so much better at camp for some reason.
I'll miss the duties after every meal. After you eat, each unit usually has a duty or chore like dishes, cleaning the BIFFY (bathroom in the forest for you), or cleaning up the lodge. Although they were exactly like chores, they didn't feel like chores. They went by so quick 'cause everyone would crack jokes or sing songs while doing them.
I'll miss line-up and hearing every unit's chants. I'll miss the punishments given to the counselors because they lost their crashbooks. I'll miss the morning skits introducing the theme of the day by the specialists. I'll miss the shout-outs. I'll miss L-ship saying "far door".
I'll miss the rotations. Each unit would have up to 5 rotations a day like swimming, alpine, mountain biking, dance, arts and crafts, REC, fishing, and Archery. Your day was jam-packed filled with fun because of the rotations.
I'll miss bonding with my unit. I tore my wall down right in front of them and they were there with open arms ready to welcome me. I was completely my self around them and in turn, they were too. We told our life stories to one another and many tears were shed. They've helped me to truly not judge a book by its cover. I miss them.
I'll miss campfire. Every unit sits around a campfire on logs and watching the Specialists or counselors or other units perform skits. They made the night filled with so much fun and laughs. I'll miss the slow and quiet songs at campfire too.
I'll miss the Counselors and Specialists. They made camp so unbelievably fun and they helped me break out of my shell. They helped me become a better person and have helped me see myself in a new way. They've helped discover myself a little bit more too.
I'll miss the forest. I'll miss falling asleep to scary stories and the sounds of the river. I'll miss hearing the grasshoppers and crickets. I'll miss each and every single bug bite. I'll miss my dirty white socks. I'll miss the starlit skies at night. I'll miss the fresh smell of the trees. I'll miss the cold nights and the warm days. I'll miss the fact that our tap water came straight from the Arrowhead river.
I miss everything about camp. I may live in the city, but I'm a Woodsey at heart.
UNICAMP. UNIT 10. SESSION 6, 2011 <3
