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Topic: Camping (07/11/05)
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TITLE: My First Camping Experience at the age of Seven or Eight | Previous Challenge Entry
By Alyssa Colby
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“Good morning” said Daddy, who was bending over the tiny green stove. “Did you have a good night’s sleep?”
“Yeah” I said sleepily, gazing around at the other campers and at the tantalizing toast.
“Help get breakfast ready.” Mommy said.
We ate our breakfast at the picnic table. That morning we would be leaving the campground, after only one night there. It had been a lovely time (in spite of walking in the dark to the big cement bathrooms, brushing our teeth before dingy mirrors under bright neon lights; walking back; trying to be clean. The leaves and sand stuck to our feet.) We had arrived at the camp-ground just the evening before, towing the pop-up with our blue Chevy station wagon. Our supper had been hobo pies, made with hamburger and potatoes bought at a grocery store along the way, wrapped in aluminum foil, and cooked on the little stove. Food had never tasted so good, eaten outside in the cool summer evening. We’d walked beside the lake at sunset - wading in the clear water, gathering all kinds of colorful stones and pebbles and watching the geese on the lake. It was a beautiful place, sandy and populated with towering oak trees and swarming with scampering squirrels.
As we drove out of the campground that morning, we looked longingly back keeping an eye out for squirrels. It had been our first ever camping experience together, and now we were going home to Grandma’s. Goodbye lake; goodbye trees and squirrels. Goodbye big damp bathrooms. Goodbye campground.
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A child's eyes are so simple and pure. You have captured a beautiful memory!