Tales from a summer camp.

So in the summer of 2008 I had the best time of my life, I got a job in America working in a special needs camp. Wisconsin Badger Camp shaped my life and gave me some of the best memories of my life. I will be sharing with you some of my precious memories from that time in my life...

The Shovel Dive (Karma 1)

I had been at camp for a couple of weeks, I was away from my friends and family back home but my camp friends became family too, it sounds kinda hokey but it's true we shared a really deep bond, when you live 24/7 with a group, when you're all away from home you bond quickly and I loved my group.

My female best friend was MAC, she is the funniest, most sarcastic person I have ever met.

My male best friend was DonDon, who is also funny and sarcastic. I love the two of them with all of my heart.

We were always hanging out with each other, wherever one was, the others weren't far behind.

The morning dawned bright and clear, the weather was as always beautiful. One such morning after breakfast everyone went out in their groups to the main lawn to head to their activities and I was off to my activity.

I was Nature Activity Director and this morning I was leading a 'worm digging' activity where my group would dig in mud for worms to use for their fishing trip in the afternoon.

I walk down to the barn and grab three big shovels and as I stumble across the lawn I see DonDon over one side with his group, and MAC was in the pool (she was a lifeguard) as I'm walking closer to my group my foot went into a hidden hole in the ground, as my ankle twisted painfully I stumbled forwards and the momentum carried me faster and faster until I was into that hideous 'stumble run' then gravity came into play and I pitched heavily forwards, with the three shovels in my hands I couldn't save myself and I slammed in to the ground heavily, knocking the wind out of myself.

I lay still trying to get my breath when I hear it. Slow sarcastic handclapping from DonDon and jeering cheers from MAC. When you have friends like that, who needs enemies?

Disco Fever (Karma 2)

A few weeks pass and my friendship with MAC and DonDon deepens and MAC and I are chosen to be DJs at one of our Badger Balls (A party Camp threw for campers every week) This weeks theme had MAC and I dressed as mermaids. We had our delicious meal and then MAC and I ran out to get the DJ set out as our party was always outside in the glorious Wisconsin weather.

The DJ set was massive but it had wheels, the cabinet was held shut with a bungee cord and we struggled to maneuver it out of the cabin and on to the lawn.

As we were wiggling it through the tight fit of the doorway the plastic of the bungee cord got caught on the frame and snapped, the bungee cord whipped around my body, it hurt so badly I screamed my head off. I started cursing at the top of my lungs and Beth had to drag me in to the office, she whipped up my shirt and saw the long red welt that covered my waist. Beth was nothing but sweet checking to see if I was going to be ok.

MAC on the other hand was killing herself laughing. Again.