CAME A VISION OF HOLY GRAIL…
I still haven’t figured out this whole sleep in thing on Sundays. Right when I am getting in the swing of waking up at 8:00 in the morning, the bell rings at 8:30. I don’t get how these campers and counselors get used to it! You would think that living here the whole summer would give you an advantage, but you would be mistaken. I brushed my teeth and scampered down into camp and was able to snag a piece of cheesy quiche before Chapel!
As Chapel started, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds and started to warm up the stone amphitheater where everyone gathers on Sundays. The message today was given by Josh Helms, Betsy’s husband, who encouraged girls to leave a positive legacy once their days at Merrie-Woode come to a close. Campers sprinted towards Sunday activity signups which included a trip to Grimshawes, Tye-Dye, packing out for the three day climb, and henna and Indian dancing. Some free time after Chapel, allowed campers to head the lake for free boats.
Sunday activities started off right after the rest hour bell, and from my tree branch, I could see girls scattering in all different directions. The sun stayed out for the afternoon as starmates and Would-Bes worked on canoe slalom, and campers in the second level of kayaking, Ki, were practicing their rolls. Indian Dance was down in the dance studio, and I even heard that they might perform their dance tomorrow in Castle! I think all of camp would love to see what they came up with in one afternoon!
The theme for cookout tonight was Dangerously Denim. Everyone came in their finest denim attire; I even wore my denim vest that I found a few summers back. The mountaineering staff grilled burgers and hotdogs for all, and everyone enjoyed spending some time outdoors after the past two rainy days.
As night fell, everyone gathered in Chapel once more to watch the longstanding traditional evening program, Follow the Gleam. Follow the Gleam is a pageant that reenacts the legend of King Arthur, his Knights of the Round Table, and their quest for the Holy Grail. This pageant is put on by the oldest and youngest campers in camp and speaks a message of self-sacrifice, service to others, and perseverance. The program concludes at the waterfront, where campers set candles afloat on the lake as a symbol of taking the Merrie-Woode spirit out into the world.
In search for the Grail,
Tajar