My Summer Camp Story
My name is Emily. I had decided to go to YMCA Camp NanaBoSho for a week. I took the bus. I made friends with a counselor on the bus, her name was Kristen. I met other friends and met one of my old friends, her name was Ana. She had a cute little brother who was very active I felt sorry for him because he had no arms. But he didn't want anybody to feel sorry for him, His name was Noah.
By the time we finally got there (which was around two hours) we had a swimming test (which I hated.) But it got better, we had wonderful food, canoeing (which I was a master at) sailing, riflery and more, even campfire sing a longs. I got lost with my new friend by canoeing to where we slept in Michigan. We were the lucky people who got to with our cabin. But we found our counselor, Lisa and got there. I was to tired the week passed quickly after that. At one part I got homesick and couldn't get to sleep so I started crying, finally I got to sleep soon I was on the bus back and it took so long I got dehydrated but I didn't care. I was too busy being camp sick.More Camp Tales