Camp Week 9: Closing week/Birthday Blast

Being the last week at camp, we were taking a lot of stuff down, and getting ready to end the summer.

The week went relatively well, with no real frustrations. Well, actually, that's a lie. One of our worst fears became a reality.

During Monday lunch, a camper choked completely. I forget who, did the Heimlach, and saved him, but he still had to go to the hospital, for possible rib fracture.

Other that that, the week was okay. But some crazy stuff happened.

Wednesday, I celebrated my 20th birthday. Ooh! It was a celebration.

In the morning Andrea and I went swimming with campers. And it was the life. But then she left the pool and the swim became a nightmare. The campers suddenly attacked me, and tried to drown me.

Wow.

I got a cake at dinner, and several cards. Then, at our campfire, Marc made me do "Footloose" in front of everybody. I did so. But the best part was after the campers went to bed. I got a surprise that was more than I bargained for.

I was summoned to the women's unit. Once arriving there. they all ran towards me, wrapped in towells.

Ooh!

I ran! I don't know what I was thinking, but I ran. They chased me. I came back though. Didn't want to hurt their feelings. Laurie and Val gave me a lap dance once arriving back.

Nice!

So on Friday, we cleaned up and had a Turkey Dinner. Then Deb gave me a final birthday present. A picture of me and Andrea a week ago, in a Zebra's butts frame.

Wow.

So I got home, where another present and a pile of cards awaited me. My mother was at a horseshow, and didn't get home until later. Then we had some more cake, and ice cream.

Today, at this horseshow, my mother was at. We recieved an awarf for my deceased father, who did a lot for this horseshow in earlier years.

So, now camp's over. Where do we go from here? Well I go back to RMU in two weeks. Hopefully they're be another musical. The camp directors Marc Grivna and Raeann Brocklebank are soon to be married. And I now have a lot of extra money.

Stay tuned...