One Week Left

A quick hello to the world of bloggers!

My summer is continuing down the path of success and enjoyment.
The number of times I have unwilling gone swimming has long past broke any record of previous years. I have begun to wear strictly darker shirts just in case . . .

So as for scary and absurd news: last week I was named camp nurse! It was only for the first two days, but it was still frightening for me, as well as my mother who was told by a permanent staff member half way through the week. But it turns out the only requirements to be a camp nurse is first aid and 18 years of age or older. And I meet both of those stipulations. And so, there I was, camp nurse, dealing with 'injured' children between the ages of seven to 11 and whiny staff members!
This coming week (my final week at camp *tear*) is all girls week . . . and so far there is no willing personal to take on the position as camp nurse (big surprise?) and so, once again I may be given the honour! Yippee!

So, tonight -in only a few hours actually- the 27 summer staff still remaining at camp, will be coming over for dinner! I'm excited! . . . I love my home and my family and my mummy's cooking, and for the camp staff, whom I have come to love as well, to get to share that with me, is exciting!

I will be returning home in just one week . . . i'm not too thrilled about that. I am going to miss these people who have all become like family to me . . . it is a pity that just as we are all getting so close and now we must leave each other.

Must be off they are here!