Girls Camp Adventures
I know Girls Camp is not everyone’s cup of herbal tea, but I love it. I always come away with new skills or insights. For example, one year I learned that the quickest way to fill water balloons is via the tubes in the toilet tank. Another year I observed that girls singing hymns to a counselor who claims to be in the throws of a demonic possession will not in fact cast out the crazy. Two counselors from other countries informed me that in some cultures, “Only sluts go to college.” Other insights include: accidentally doubling the butter in the chocolate sheet cake recipe is a GOOD thing; making the camp director go skinny dipping with you ensures that you will not get busted; never let anyone put you in traditional Guatemalan dress for skit night unless you weigh less than 100 pounds.
I discovered this year’s bonus while sleeping in the “library” (a cabin with a few book shelves). I found an LDS romance novel that made me almost wet myself. I am so excited to share the synopsis of Love Beyond Tomorrow with you all that I can hardly stand it. “Lauren Holt is tired of the dating scene and the heart-ache of dead end relationships.” Alrighty, I think, this jaded heroine is probably in her mid twenties, which, by Mormon standards, makes her practically an old maid. But wait…“So when the time comes to start her FRESHMAN year at BYU-Idaho, she is thrilled to leave the boys behind.” Shouldn’t all relationships for a high schooler be “dead-end?”
The drama continues for our teenager: “But love has other plans for Lauren. She soon meets Ben Morrison—a handsome, intelligent man, who, unlike the boys, isn’t intimidated by her softball skills.” Is this killing you, or is it just me? If I had a nickel for every relationship that ended due to softball intimidation… Now here is my favorite part: “Lauren is surprised to learn that Ben has transferred from Harvard blah blah blah.” I’m sorry, I had to stop and reread that line a few times. Yes, it does in fact say that Ben has transferred from Harvard to BYU-Idaho. I’m pretty sure that just doesn’t happen. (Aside from Kim Clark, but that’s a little different) No disrespect to BYU-I. I’m a cougar myself and the closest I’ve come to attending Harvard was teaching ESL to nannies and grad students at their extension school. And the fact that my parents are more proud of that part-time job than they were when I got my masters from the Y leads me to conclude that nobody in their right mind bails on an Ivy League for Ricks. Just saying.
“Lauren is surprised to learn that Ben has worked his way into her heart. But can she take another chance on love? Or will everything fall apart when Ben suddenly faces a life-altering crisis?” I wish I could tell you the nature of his crisis (Spiritual? Intellectual? Sexual? Maybe his credits won’t transfer.) But I do know that I planned on taking the book home with me. Not just to show it off to all my friends, but mostly to keep it away from unsuspecting campers who might read it and actually believe one could be romantically washed up as an 18 year old. But I didn’t get a chance. One of my Mia Maids got hold of it and took it to her cabin to read to her group. Apparently they were up all night laughing their heads off. God bless those girl. And God bless Girls Camp.
What are your feelings about Girls Camp? If you went as a girl did you enjoy it or do you have PCSD (post camp stress disorder)?