Camp Diaries, vol.II

A few days into my stay at Camp, I realized that my workload was getting less and less as my teachers found their way around with greater ease. There was still the odd hiccup, like when Ana sat down in the middle of her rowdy class and refused to teach anymore or when Lawrence and Emily came down with dysentary. For a few days I was reluctantly forced into action and substituted a class or two. To relieve stress caused by irritable bowels and equally irritable children, the teachers periodically escape into town to enjoy some of the region´s local culinary treats. The food is amazing, but admittedly, fried dog food would beat another meal of Vienna Sausages and salted Lettuce. Eeeeeew.

So this means that things are going well. I´m going through the TV shows on my computer a little faster than I would like, so I formed an emergency Desperate Housewives Fanclub with the teachers. We get together at the end of the teaching day and watch an episode or two. What is up with Zack? Will Mrs. Van der Kamp and her husband get a divorce? Worrying about the lives of the women on Wisteria Lane is my new job and favorite way to disconnect from crabby teachers and hassling camp counselors. I have to admit, though, it is a little disconcerting to turn off the computer and be faced with 140 screaming children outside your window. Ah, camp.