I appreciated going to camp as a child.
There was nothing prefer it.
It was really the highlight of my year. The people I was with and I kids went to a Christian, Summer camp each year, and it was such a blast. It has been many years since those fantastic old days, and now I am a youth leader in my church. The teens in my group go to the same camp each Summer that I attended as a child. They seem to prefer it just as much as I did as a child. They have been trying to convince myself and others to go to a week of camp with them for about various years now. I finally decided to supply in and go to a week of Summer camp with them. I did not realize what I was getting myself into. It was the hottest week of the entire year, and I spent it in a new home separate from air conditioning. It was so hot that I slept outside on the tiny porch attached to the backside of our new home almost every night. I really only slept about 7 hours the entire week of camp. It was brutally hot, and I l earned the difficult way that I am not quite as nice as I was when I was little when it comes to being hot and uncomfortable all week long. I was truly grumpy, but I tried not to show the kids how grumpy I wasâ€¦ None of them complained about not having air conditioning. They just sucked it up and went on having fun. I wish so badly that I could have done that, but getting older changes things. After the week was finally over, I went home and refused to leave my air conditioned home for more than two days straight.