Willsboro, NY

Volume IX

July 1, 2006

ENTERING A NEW LIFE

An Original Camper Poem

Onto the ferry, no time to waste.

Wake “waves” branching off the boat’s crest.

And I wonder, do I want to leave?

Of course I do. Of course I don’t.

But I have to. I want to.

Swiftly I gaze at the churning green-blue-black water.

I prepare to depart my old life.

I prepare to enter my new one.

At CAMP MACCREADY.

By Emily Durlacher, Intermediate

ASK THE CAMPERS

What’s been the best part of your first week at camp?

BRANDON: “I really like blacksmithing, archery and hiking; things I’d never done before.”

EMMA: The council fire. I got to see what new kids would be on my tribe.”

JARED: “Going hiking because I had never climbed a mountain before. It was fun!”

NICOLE: “Seeing what activities you get into. My favorite so far is horseback riding.”

SPECIAL:

Ask the Staff Member!

SARAH: “Getting to see all of your friends again.”

TAYLOR: “The counselors and camp itself. I like the buildings because they’re so old.”

SHARP SWAN:  “Watching kids eat burnt popcorn and burnt peach cobbler at the campsite. That’s what camp is all about!”

HAIL TO CAMP!

   Bright morning sunshine and warm weather gave way to a midday hailstorm, which gave way to afternoon of bright sunshine and warm weather. The exciting storm yielded hail stones the six of bottle caps and drove campers indoors for about 30 minutes.

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