This essay CAMP has a total of 904 words and 4 pages.
As the big tour bus pulls onto the long never ending dirt road, the shouts
could be heard for miles around. Branches scratch the sides and roof of the bus.
Windows are open and the fresh summer air glides into the bus. The dirt flies up
from the road and kisses the busí sides. Approaching the same old grassy
parking lot, emotions start to fill up. Getting off the bus, finding the bags
brought to camp, and walking the twisted paths, getting to the cabin is most
exciting. The door of the cabin has a moth eaten screen covering half of the
door. Rusty and paint chipped handles are on either side of it. They feel cold
each time some one touches it to open or close the door. There are thin walls
are covered in white paint which separate the cabin in to 4 claustrophobic
rooms. Under the paint, there are black marker graffiti from previous years.
Reading that graffiti makes you feel more at home, because itís never bad.
There are two main sleeping rooms with 4 beds in each. Even though itís the
first day, the rooms smell like dampness and sweat. It will only get worse as
time goes on, with all those wet bathing suits hanging up, and people sweating
after those hardcore soccer games.
Long winding paths with roots sticking up from the ground lead to every where
you want to go. The roots look like twisted arms and hands waiting for some
unsuspecting victim to cross itís path and get dragged to the ground. There
are big leaf filled branches hanging over the paths to make a nice shady place
to walk under on those really hot days or when itís raining.
When it rains at camp, people hibernate in the lodge or their cabins. As the
rain hits the tin roofs of the cabin, it makes a loud tapping noise. Outside,
things on the clothesline get drenched. From the window, the branches are
visible. They do a wild dance and slam against the cabin walls. Lighting
crashes, making the girls scream. The scream echoes throughout the girls
Big and old sits the lodge, painted white with green window frames and big
wooden steps leading to a wooden porch. A silver metal handle is placed to open
the screen door with. The floor of the lodge is very weak and every time someone
walks over it, it bounces up and down. There are 10 white tables set around the
crowded room. On some tables there are huge pinkish splotches of juice stained
on them. The screen windows are scattered around. There is a light wooden porch
in the back that leads down to loverís rock and the sailing dock. From the
dock you can see the dark blue water rippling all over the place. The big, white
puffy clouds made beautiful shapes and gently drift across the vast blue sky.
Pine trees reflected in the water add color the water to make a more vibrant
All around the counselors lodge it smells like a mixture of menís cologne
and cigarette smoke and the TV is always blasting. The rocky path in front of
the counselorsí lodge leads to the even more rocky boat beach. There is an old
termite eaten dock on the beach and behind that is where all the mold filled
life jackets are kept. The sand is very rocky and no one takes off ones shoes or
sandals. There are a few sailboats gracefully bobbing up and down in the crystal
clear water and the wind makes them point in a certain direction. The old
volleyball net is hung across the swim beach where the sand there is really soft
and hot under the powerful sun. There is a rack full of new, beautiful white
windsurf boards. The fins are pitch black and very sharp looking, jutting out of
Soon, the end of camp creeps up behind you, unsuspectingly. The last night
there is always a campfire. People hug each other. The fire is beautiful.
Dancing, singing, bright red fire. Whip, whirl, wildly, freely, madly. Out of
control, snap, crack, groan. Inferno blazes with hatred and sorrow. Shrieking,
yelling, shouting blazing smoke engulfed hell, bright red hell fire. Sugar is
tossed over it to remind people of how loving this camp is to every one.
Staying awhile at this camp, beginning to relate to the wonderful life and
basically getting a second family and home, a life lesson is being taught day by