Day four was our last day at camp. ☹️ After breakfast, my fellow campers and I went to chapel for our last gathering. I took a picture of Rachel before the lights dimmed, and then captured a couple pics of Look Up Lodge’s heroes: Hugle Hugle, Quincy Quick Draw, Pirate Dave, and Sir Hector.
It was over way too soon, and we began the long walk back to our cabins. After lots of hugs and sad farewells (along with some last-minute shirt signing), my family and I grabbed our stuff, loaded up the car, and drove away. Until next time, Look Up Lodge!
Day three was our last full day at camp. After breakfast, we went to chapel before heading to the Canteen where Mom said we were to meet our summer staffers. While we waited, everyone began looking for money that might have fallen through the cracks of the Canteen porch. Several kids found a quarter each.
During the activity we had been waiting to begin, our summer staffers (Jonathan and Lauren), taught us more about Psalm 23. We pretended that Lauren was a shepherd and that us campers were sheep.
With that as our mindset, we began a very long hike to the top of a large hill where we were able to interact with real sheep.
When we returned to our cabins it was free time so everyone changed out of their clothes and into their swimsuits. Afterward, we had dinner before heading off to Chapel. As far as I know, all of the girls in our cabin took the nature trail to the chapel. This was the first time we took the nature trail and arrived at Chapel early. Usually taking the nature trail takes more time. We were so excited when the Black Team was called in first: we got front row seats!
Jonathan took my camera and, after figuring out how to work it, he took some photos and a video.
Despite how late we stayed up the night before, Room 8 was up long before breakfast. After hearing that it would be awhile until it was our turn to eat, the Room 8 roommates went down to the lake where we took a couple “#wherestheleave” photos.
We ended up having time to spare, so the Room 8 roommates decided to walk half of the nature trail that encircles the lake. We stopped at the swing (which was closed at the time) and I began to organize everyone for a photo. Just when they were near perfection, the breakfast bell rang so the photo below isn’t as OCD friendly as it could be.
While in line for breakfast, I gave my camera to Mia and she took a couple pictures of Haydn and me.
Toward the end of free time, the Room 8 roommates hung out in our cabin.
When Mom told us that it was about dinner time, I began to brush and braid my hair. When I finished one braid I paused and stepped away from the mirror to add something to a conversation. Ansley asked if I was going to dinner with my hair half braided and I acted like I was. When I stopped and began to explain that I was not, Mom cut me off and said that I should. It only took a few seconds for all the Room 8 roommates to decide that we should all wear our hair half and half. For the next few minutes, all I heard were girls chanting requests for me to braid their hair. We finished just in time and had a lot of fun acting like we were completely normal. I was rather surprised that not many people looked at us weird.
Despite how little I slept the night before, I was up bright and early Wednesday morning. Since Mom and Dad were to be counselors we were requested to arrive on sight early: 12:00 o’clock. The other campers were not supposed to arrive until about 2:15. Despite a 30 minute drive, we arrived according to schedule.
We had Room 8 this year, which I believe is the same room I had in 2011. Mom, Ansa, and I unpacked, walked around, received our team bands (we were on the black team.), and tidied up our room. Then the girls who would later become known as our Room 8 roommates, began to arrive.
We spent about two hours at the ball courts, at least everyone but us. The Room 8 Roommates were very hot so we went back to our room and hung out there. When everyone else returned we split up into four different color groups. I took a photo of the Room 8 Roommates and then a one of the Black Team.
The Black team went to a semi-hidden room and played Ghost in the Graveyard. (One person is picked to be the ghost while everyone else lays on the ground. The ghost goes around and tries to make you laugh. If you laugh you become a ghost. Ghosts can not touch the other people.) I smiled a lot in the first round but by round two I had it down. By the end, there was a large group of ghosts trying to make me laugh. How did I resist?
I thought of things that made me sad.
I was determined not to become a ghost because I do not consider myself to be funny.
I thought of why what they did was not funny, even if the reasons I came up with were not true.
I thought of this game as a chance to practice my acting skills.
We went back to the ball courts for about 30 minutes and I passed the time playing Gaga Ball. Before I knew it I was in line for dinner. After we ate we returned to our cabins, gathered our stuff for Chapel, took the nature trail to Chapel, attended Chapel, came back, did after-Chapel devotions, went to the Canteen, returned to our cabins, and went to bed. I fell asleep around 2:30 AM.
Every summer my church takes a group of rising 3rd, 4th, and 5th graders to a camp known as Look Up Lodge. My sister, Ansa, was old enough to go this year but every time the subject was brought up she would burst into tears. Finally Mom said that she would go as Ansa’s counselor. Then Haydn wanted Dad to be his counselor since Mom was going to be Ansa’s. So, it was either I was going to stay home alone for four days or go to camp with them. I went to camp.
I have been to Look Up Lodge before, as a rising 4th and 5th grader in 2010 and 2011. L.U.L quickly became my favorite camp. In summer of 2012 I became downcast at the reminder that I was too old to go back. So when I heard I was going this summer you can imagine how happy I was. I didn’t realize how happy I was until the night before the day we left.
Asleep I was from 10:00 to 11:00 p.m., until I woke up. I was tired, but no matter how hard I tried I could not fall back asleep. I read books, played a couple rounds of solitaire (I failed every round), gathered a couple more things to pack in the morning, opened my new flashlight and put the batteries in, etc. I was back in bed soon after I discovered that walking around was not helping.
Why could I not fall asleep? Well for one, I was very excited. Even though I did not feel excited I was on the inside and when I’m excited I can not sleep. Two, I was hungry. Very hungry, and I can not sleep when I am hungry. I began to debate if I should eat one of the roll ups in my secret candy stash. For little while I didn’t, for I thought the sugar would rouse me even more. Finally, at 3:30 a.m, I slid out of bed, fetched the roll up, ate it, and fell asleep before the taste was washed off my taste buds.