Our last camp was Sports Camp. I hate sports, but I love Sports Camp. The sports staff members have their priorities in order - God first, fun second, sports third. They have their own program that they run, but they work to integrate it with what we have established. They participate, they get involved, they truly love these kids.
Our last campfire of the summer was Staff Gone Wild. Basically, Capt. Beverley and Spike planned for the staff to do all the gross contests and stuff that we can't let campers do anymore because of health regulations. Eating Ritz crackers with gross stuff on top. Pop-n-Sock (drinking soda through someone else's sock). Things like that. Too much to write about. A gross night that was a ton of fun.
On the last night of camp, the Program Team pulled an all-nighter. Spike didn't trust the younger staff to not sneak out and do something stupid, so we set up watch right outside all the staff cabins. Give me enough caffeine and I'll be up all night. Nothing happened, which meant it was a boring night, but the walkie-talkie conversations got really fun at times. Colleen and I were up by Sandy and we could hear Tasha and Danielle laughing down by Deep Creek View. I made it all night. I was cursing Spike about noon the next day when the caffeine wore off, but I made it the whole night.
The ironic thing is, we forgot to keep an eye on the sports staff. Major Tumey and Coach Tim T.P.-ed my car sometime during the night. I was told about it by at least 4 people, so I know that it was those two trouble-makers who did it. Revenge will be sweet.
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