TAMARACK

I just got back from camp. I loved it there. I didn't even want to leave. It was so amazing there.
I was a counselor, a counselor for six amazing and stubborn 11 year olds. My girls were so sweet, even if they were hard sometimes.
However, nobody could ever be as difficult as my co-counselor. She was an adult to start with and she also had kids at the camp, one of which was in our group. Half way through camp, she was asked to leave because she hit some one. And it wasn't just anyone's kid, it was the camp director's kid. First of all, you don't hit somebody else's kid. Secondly, the camp director's son? She was like flippin insano.
I was so upset that I was put with an adult, but she was CRAZY! I had to work twice as hard because she would go behind my back and break the rules I had set up. Plus she totally favoured her kids. She had another daughter in the Youngest Girls and every night she would go snuggle with her and say goodnight. It was unbelievable.
Then for the last week of camp, I'm left with all 6 kids, alone. And I needed a day, of course, so I have another group watch my kids for the morning so I can like effing sleep. One of the counselors wwho took my kids was pissed.
She was all "We've been working our asses off for the past week and half and after two days, you suddenly need a break. You didn't even do anything when your co-counselor was around, she did all the work, I just think it's really unfair."
Like I hadn't been working my butt off taking care of the kids and backtracking to clean up the other counselor's mess-ups. While I was working so hard, this counselor who was mad at me would sleep through breakfast and miss counselor meetings and go to the turnout every night. So now I was pissed. I told her to try taking care of six 11 year old girls for two days running on about 4 hours of sleep a night. Then I walked out of the kitchen.
Now despite all my drama, I had a blast. I went kayaking across a giant lake, went horse-back ridingg for the first time in my life, ate absolute junk food after meetings and stayed up late, I pushed my limits and actually hiked, and I was hit on by a 19 year old who is a fireman.
I had so much fun. And next year, despite how hard everything was, I want to do it again. I just love it there. Also the song that will always remind me of camp is the lip gloss song.
Lip Gloss by Lil Mama.
More to come from the chronicles of camp.