Summer Camp – Weeks of Wonder

So my darling daughter is away at camp for the very first time – for her and for me.  She’s at a Concordia Language Camp for two weeks, continuing her studies in Spanish.

So what’s she doing?  Speaking Spanish, playing games, living without her iPod and cell phone, hanging out with a friend and hopefully making new ones.  The truth is, I have no idea which, as her mother, is a new experience for me.

I will say that while I’m not overly anxious about it, I do find myself checking the Village website several times a day, trying to catch glimpses of her in the pictures and videos that are posted daily.  I’ve seen her so I know she’s still walking, and presumably talking, which is comforting.  Other than that, I have no idea how she’s doing.

So, other than wondering and hoping that she’s living in the moment and enjoying the experience, what have I been doing?  Writing her very own version of “Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh. (A Letter from Camp).” For those of you not old enough to remember this clever ditty, Google it for a chuckle.

So that Braden and her friend Sawyer aren’t the only ones suffering through my humor, I’ll subject readers to it too.  Here goes.

Hola Sawyer, Hola Braden
(Sung to the tune of Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh)

Hola Sawyer,
Hola Braden.
You’re at camp now,
no more waitin’.
Camp is very
You’ll have lots of fun if you stay calm and rational.

How’s your cabin?
Is it comfy?
I sure hope it
isn’t dumpy.
With no iPod,
And no cell phone,
You’ll be glued to both of them when you return home.

Guess I thought this
Would be easy.
Writing another verse
Makes me queasy.
I’ll do my best
And will try
To write a verse that does not make you cry.

Dogs back home,
They love their girlies.
Dogs back home,
But they’re still squirrely.
They can’t tell time
So they think that
You’ve been gone
For just an half and hour.

Dogs back home,
Tucky, Lola, Luci.
Dogs back home,
Caesar is so goofy.
We all know
That you are having
Lots of fun
And we will see you soon.

My brain is done
For today.
More to come.
Is that OK?
Hope your roommates
Do not snore.
If they do be nice and don’t show them the door.

I saw you dancing,
On the camp website.
And it looks like
You are alright.
Only one thing
Would be better
To find in my mailbox a letter.

Have you been shopping
At the store?
When I visit
Will you give me a tour?
Does it have
Some good stuff?
I hope the money you have will be enough.

Just saw the forecast
For tonight.
It will be chilly
So bundle up tight.
To go swimming
In the lake,
A layer of ice you just might have to break!

I’m planning on penning a few last verses this weekend.  While my two weeks at camp have been spent wondering, hopefully my daughter’s will be weeks of wonder.

About Kim

I'm a mom, marketing professional, elected official, and native Minnesotan, among other things. I believe actions speak louder than words but words can spur people into action. "Be the change you want to see in the world." - Gandhi
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