I finished teaching classes more than a week ago, but this past Thursday I was able to go to "camp" with my students for one day and night.
Before we left the school there was a dodge ball tournament and watermelon eating.
Just after we got to camp, it was already time to start getting ready for dinner, because students making their own fires and cooking their own dinners takes FOREVER!
It's a Lincoln Log fire!
The students played a quiz game after dinner. I loved the way they looked in the yellow light.
After the quiz game it was time for fireworks. It was a bit terrifying at times, kind of like a hot, flammable free-for-all!
During the late-night free time, I played the card game "daifugo" with the kids, and I even won a round! The kids saw how hard I was thinking and compared me to one of their brainiest classmates! It was a flattering comparison in my opinion!
All throughout the evening, I walked around and inserted myself into my students' conversations. It was amazing the things they told me! Crushes were whispered into my ear. One girl told me that her secret boyfriend likes to kiss. I heard the details of junior high "dating life", betrayal and so on. It blew my mind.
Apparently, summer camp is to children what alcohol is to adults! Perhaps some of the kids also realized that this was their last chance to talk to me, and to share some final connection by spilling their secrets.
The next morning, the students and teachers surprised me with a bouquet of flowers, a present, and a declaration of their love for me! What a perfect ending to camp and to my life in this town.