Vibrations of Joy

March 2, 2010 in Family, Kids by Sara | 3 comments

At our elementary school the highlight of fifth grade is a three day and two NIGHT (!) trip to a place called camp joy.  The kids have been talking about it since the very beginning of school and now, as Katie has reminded me about twenty two times in the last couple of hours, IT IS ONLY TWO MORE DAYS AWAY!!!

They’ve gotten the scoop from the sixth graders.  They’ve told stories of MUD UP TO YOUR KNEES! and THE ROPES COURSE! and the re-enactment of the underground railroad in which the kids play the slaves and the teachers YELL AT YOU!!! (I’m guessing this is the teacher’s favorite part.)

I’m am not kidding when I say that my child is vibrating with excitement.  She’s been packed for five days.  In fact, this morning when I told her her hair could use some work, she said, “But Mommy, my brush is packed and if I get it out I’ll just have to pack it again!!!!”

Yes.  Yes you will.  Go brush your hair.

I’m such a joy killer, aren’t I.

I’m so happy that she’s looking forward to it.  Camp is one of the things I remember most fondly from my childhood.  Even if my best friend Vicki did bounce me off the top bunk and onto the concrete floor on my head.

Don’t worry.  We didn’t tell anybody and I just got really sleepy and took a nice long nap right afterward.

Concussion anyone?

Hopefully, Katie will come home with no head injury, but with plenty of good memories.

And lots of muddy clothes.

  1. Paula on March 2, 2010 at 10:57 am

    Let us know how camp goes, Tessa goes this year as well. I’m the one with the issues of letting her go, I’m going to miss her :) Tessa’s class did a re-enactment of the underground railroad last year, I had a slight part in it and it was an amazing experience for the kids (and me)! Have fun, Katie!!

  2. Vicki on March 2, 2010 at 10:59 am

    LOL….you’re never going to let me live that down…are you??? Lots of memories there though. Occasionally, some of the people that were there year after year cross my mind. Good times. Love you chic!

  3. Pam Kiper on March 3, 2010 at 8:08 pm

    I have great memories of camp too. We went to a camp that had nothing. No pool, no rec hall, nothing. But we didn’t care because it was all about getting to spend time with my friends. We made up games and had a ball. We did skits and sang and played capture the flag. I broke my collarbone at camp on year. Great times!