We went back to the camp and found the girls sitting with a large number of campers. They had finally gotten caught in the camouflage countdown game. “Mum and I just went to the box!” Patrick told them excitedly. “What’s that?” Megan asked. “The bathroom.” “Where is it? I need to go.” “I’ll show you!”…

Since we had been eliminated from camouflage countdown, I approached Adam, who had also been removed from the game and was sitting on a wooden bench, chatting with other campers. My bladder was full and nature was calling. “Excuse me, Adam. Could you please tell me where to find the bathroom?” “Sure!” Adam stood up….

We changed out of our swimsuits, put on our dry clothes and joined the campers headed down to the fire pit. The counselors were lining the kids up. Shawn was taking the burgers off the grill. They smelled glorious. We got into the line and in an orderly fashion moved down the picnic table and…

“Can we go and at least watch the cliff jumping?” Sarah asked with a shrug. “Then we can decide if it’s something we might be brave enough to try.” “OK. Grab you towels and we will join Amy.” I said. We found Amy standing in the midst of a circle of excited campers. She smiled…

The speed boat demonstration continued for about 15 minutes before Shawn yelled, “There it is!” He was pointing at the larger of two islands that sat 600 hundred yards from the shoreline. Emily pulled back on the throttle, the boat dramatically slowed and we all jerked forward. I finally could let go of my hat…

I arrived at the beach to discover my three intent on completing an elaborate sand kingdom. There were four campers helping them this time. I grabbed my towel and laid it on the sand in a shady section. I stretched out my legs, leaned back and watched. It wasn’t many minutes before general swim time…

“What are you up to next?” Father asked. ”We have plans to camp out on Little Indian this evening.” I gave Father a ghoulish grin. “Oh reaaaaalllly?” Father’s eye brows shot up with surprise. “Yup. The kids’ idea. Not mine.” “I wondered. You don’t relish the concept of sleeping in a tiny tent on uneven…

We put the kayaks and paddles back and headed to the beach. General swim time was fast approaching and the kids wanted to join in. As we crossed the main road I noticed the camp van had returned. It meant Father Brian must be back from his trip into Algonquin. They had made good time….

“Heard that word at camp, here, eh?” I asked Megan. “Yes but…I have also heard it on the bus too.” “The school bus?” I asked. “Yup. I mean, Mum, there is a reason it is called the cuss bus.” I sighed as I shook my head and considered how it was impossible to shield your…

I ripped off two 12 inch lengths of paper towel and laid it out on the counter. I labeled one “after dinner medications” and the other “bedtime medications”. I pulled out eight paper cups and with a marker labeled each cup with the campers name and the name of the medicine. Then, I carefully filled…

We sat back down at the Director’s table while Barb was completing the finishing touches on wiping down the surface. I left the kids safely in the hands of Anita and Sammy and went up to the health office. I had my regulars and two extras. One case of a sliver in the foot. It…