Did you go to summer camp? I didn’t. I had no desire and I really don’t think it was an option. I have never been one to make friends quickly so I can’t imagine being forced to sleep in a cabin with girls I didn’t know.
And then there is the bathroom situation. I still recall when the roadside rest areas in Pennsylvania had outhouses. I can just imagine going someplace with less than pristine rest rooms. No Thank You!
And the food? I don’t eat eggs or mayo so I am seemingly impossible to please for breakfast or at any picnic. And I used to be super picky about the hotdogs I ate. I would have starved. It is so sad to think about. And before you suggest it, I ate peanut butter sandwiches, or jelly sandwiches, but never the two mixed.
Oh yes, and swimming is usually featured at camp, right? I can swim. But I won’t jump into a pool or off of a dock. It is that fear of falling. So even though I took seven – yes seven- years of swimming in school plus lessons at the YWCA at least twice I never progressed beyond basic because I couldn’t pass the test because I would not jump in the pool and swim a lap. So images of fun in the water don’t really appeal.
The one time I went camping with girl scouts my mom went too. That way I didn’t actually have to talk to anyone else. We didn’t have sleeping bags which embarrassed me. And all the girls in our cabin had pajamas. I had a night gown. That was just so embarrassing I don’t think I got past it. And the food should have been OK. We made the traditional foil packets of potatoes and carrots and chicken to leave in the fire before going on a hike. Mine just wasn’t cooked after the hike. No more camping after that.
So in this summer season, I have to ask myself, why are you leading camp starting Tuesday? OK – it isn’t a “real” camp. It is day camp, at a school, focused on science but still. Or maybe that is really why I am doing camp now, because I didn’t way way way back when.