Nightmares of summer camp

Introduction game

All over again, yeah again. Like every summer I was about to go to summer camp for the next fourteen days. With my already heavy packed suitcase and fear of not packing something, I went to eat breakfast. I had nothing special, just toast with veggies. I was one of these kids, that suffered almost every bus ride and with the only thought in their head: "Hold it longer, just hold it!"

Once we actually arrived this thought was immediately replaced by "Hooray, finally fresh air and not the typical bus smelly air". But the camp was only starting to begin. Everyone rolling their heavy suitcases or carrying heavy bags full of basic stuff like toothbrush, toothpaste, and other products, that will actually help keep us all looking still like human beings. A big problem was, that most of us knew, that a lot of things that we now had and knew where they actually are, will be lost or destroyed by us. Things that were on the top chart of Lost and found or destroyed were clothes. Believe me, that one of the hardest things after coming back home was all the explaining around how you could lose that book you were given, or look how that beautiful t-shirt that I bought you returned with holes and dirt stains everywhere.

Well, your mother had two options, first don't talk to you for a week or just getting used to the fact, that everything in your hands gets sooner or later destroyed or magically hides somewhere, possibly never to be found again.

Once we unpacked it was time for the so known thing with introducing to others. Of course every year some people were participants for the third time, and then there were also newbies. Which had I think the hardest work to do, which was fitting in and becoming the cool kids like others.  

In all summer camps is this rule, that all aside from newbies knew. That if you fail the first time to seem like a very interesting and cool person, you will never have a chance to change your "name" and either suffer next years of summer camp visits.

And because from the time I was born, I was the biggest loser, so I was also automatically the unlucky one, that failed in his fitting mission. 

At first, there was this introducing game, that we played after all of us unpacked. Our group, a team or however these things are called, was the last group before the group of the oldest girls in camp. The kids were separated by age, ours was from 11 - 13. 

At first, of course, everyone seems so kind and nice to you but only the experienced can be prepared perfectly. We sat in a circle, and just to remind everyone, that even I'm actually young sometimes you just don't remember some details. In this case, I mean that I don't remember if we had a ball and everyone had to say their name, age, where they come from and hobbies, or if it just went from person onto next person in the circle.

Well no matter if the ball hit me, or if I was just about to be outspoken to talk about myself, i was nervous if I should actually also say, that I love figure skating, even that the fact was, that I haven't done it professionally, or if it was too dangerous for my reputation. And probably because I was still that confident person back then, I said it, that it was one of my biggest hobbies. At first, everyone was just quite, but then I could see through the reactions of others and their try to hide the laughter. 

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter :)

See you with the second one, your Ivana