Camp

When I was eight, Kathy and I went to camp fire girl camp. Of course we were not together because of the difference in ages. I was in a tent with six other eight year olds and our counselor.
I took one of my friends to be my tentmate, so I would at least know someone. Actually I should say she (Mary) was the daughter of one of my mom's best friend Maudie. We knew each other and got along fine, but it wasn't like she was one of my best friends. Maudie and mom cooked this one up--to send us off for a week. Just kidding of course.

The tent was very nice and just the right size for seven cots. It was on a platform about four feet off of the ground, with steps to get up into it. It was a screened in tent with flaps to let down if it rained. The kids from all the tents went to this large dining hall for all three meals. In the afternoon we would have quiet time and were suppose to write letters home. I know my foks must have gotten letters from me two or three days after I was home.

We had a large swimming pool and went swimming every day. We also had a big bonfire one night and had a weiner roast and did some s'mores. I had never had s'mores before and I loved them!

When I got home I was telling my folks all about the fun I had during the day. I told mom I only cried a litttle bit one night in my pillow. We went to camp a couple more times.The only experience I can think of that would be different than what I have already said is that I got poison ivy one year and they couldn't let me go swimming! I hated that because swimming was the main thing I liked about camping. So while everyone else went swimming I got to go to the nurse's office. Poor me!