It was fun last night to return to one of my favorite summer traditions, karate summer camp. The first summer I was at the bonfire, I thought, "Oh, these people have never seen a real campfire before." That's when I decided to pipe up and start pulling out all the camp songs that I had led during my years at Camp Tecumseh. Then, it just kind of became my job every year.
I was unable to go last year, but last night I did make my return. It was really gratifying, and I love watching the kids (who are getting older) take over the songs I used to lead. Even better was that I had a few of them who insisted that I get up and do some songs too. It's hard to say no to stuff that's been ingrained in my head for 20+ years.
Camp is always a good thing. It creates a culture of its own which cannot be understood by anyone who isn't a part of it. I think that's why everyone used to complain about being "homesick" after camp was over. Camp is its own thing, and to be part of it is always something incredibly special.
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