“Everything is OK at ‘hippy camp'”as the nice bloke from Old Trafford put it. Wouldn’t it be good if the whole world lived in festival spirit, all that friendly, fluffy, kindly, open mindedness, willingness to learn and grow, all that looking people in the eyes and smiling with the pure joy of it. Yes, Ben’s right, we gotta make that boat fare, we gotta be there, I can see me now in the circle dance, face lit by the campfire glow, heart burst open, drumming and chanting and……happy.
geraldine
what should i write about camp..never been on a camping trip, hmmm i wonder if where i used to live would be considered a camp…no i dont think so. I lived more in like a farm, i like to think about it that way better.
LeLee
I loved fat camp. More than anything. It’s where I met Britney. It’s where I had some of the best times of my life. I never laughed so much in one summer. Those 8 weeks, even though we were being starved, w
Anna
lets go and have fun in the summer time outdoors whilst getting mutinous and starting quiet riots with queers in the sunshine. Camp.
Jesse James
C- Concentration of Jews
A- Anguish of torn lives
M- Margot, my beloved child, lost
P- Pale bones
Jax
She sat by the fire camp, holding a stone in her hand and spinning it between her fingers. The boy watched her from the other side of the fire. She had changed so much. He could never forgive himself for all he’d put her through, but he still needed to know that she would. Her absent-minded game with the stone worried him.
She hugged her knees closer to her chest and dug her nails in until the half-moons started becoming more defined on the surface of her skin. Despite the camp fire, she felt cold. She didn’t want to be here. Her bitch of a stepmother had convinced her dad it’d be best to let her try a new experience for the rest of her summer. People surrounding her sang overly happy songs and smiled, and some asked her what was wrong. She hated it here. She wanted to go home.
Sometimes the little kid goes camping out in the wild.
It’s scary and there are owls outside, thousands of zombes destroying the world, but he’s never had such fun.
there was a camp outside the city in the movie snatch
there were pikies there fucking around
i have never been to a camp like that
or for that matter any normal camp
i thought camp is better left to losers
but then i lost my pen
and eventually went to the camp
how about that, ironic aint it?
I’ve never been to camp, but I love camping with my family.
I read a story once about a camp, too. It was a Goosebumps story. He went to camp, but none of his letters were sent home. I think that was it..?
And another book that mentions a camp is Holes. He goes to a camp, Stanley, right? but he said he imagined camp when he was little, with his stuffed animals.
Natur-
das frische Gras an den Füßen
der Tau der von den Bättern perlt
Ein Wunder-
der kühle Wind am morgen
die warme Sonne die einen Weckt
lass uns in den Wunder dieser Welt
campen gehen
Anuri
We had set up camp near the outskirts of the abandoned town. It was a rundown little town and I was surprised to find myself more comfortable at camp than I would have been in any of the dilapidated houses. It was then that I heard the ominous shuffling around the borders of our fire; they had finally tracked down our scent and before we could react, they were upon.
Eric
at camp last year. I cried my eyes out. You broke my heart and it was valentines day. Everything started to crumble with all of my relationships with people. I found despair and hurt that you could do this to me.
I blame the pain on you but you don’t feel any pain.
Why?
I miss us though
i never went to summer camp. well actually i did. it was a dance summer camp and i loved it. it was one of the best two weeks of my life. but when i say i never went to summer camp i mem i never went to a cmap where i ran outside and got dirty in the mud sleeping in cabins staying up late telling ghost stories kind of camp.
Annie
wHEN WE LEFT THE WOODS THERE WERE FOUR OF US – DAMP AND DISHEVELLED WITH MEMORIES OF THE RECENT PAST SEARED INTO OUR BRAINS. IT STARTED WITH A WHISTLE FROM THE SURROUNDIG FOLIAGE – WHEN THE ARRROWS CAME WE WERE STUNNED TO FIND OURSELVES TRANSPORTED TO A FORMER TIME OF ANCIENT HOSTILITIES FAR AWAY FROM THE SCEINCE THAT WE HAD COME TO LOVE AND RESPECT
Camp is a place where kids go and meet each other. There is usually a lake with cabins, or sometimes people go out camping in the forest with tents and a fire. People will have sing a long around the fire and eat smores.
Amber
A camp is where people live while they go for adventure trips. One of the best ways to experience life in its crudest forms is by staying in a camp. Its real and calls for a daring heart.
pooja
camping outside is one of the most relaxing and releaving activities. you get closer to the nature and to the inside of you. the camp like a military camp is totally different.
mina
sometimes i think about camping outside of your apartment, just to see your face. we used to make phone calls, but now we’re both so afraid to pick up and dial, and so we wait for chance meetings. i don’t know about you, but i’m starting to think maybe chance gave up on us.
One day I went to camp, it changed my life it shaped me into who I am. how funny that something as simple as camp could impact a life so greatly. I went one summer when I was 9 yrs old and I was awkward and very impressionable.
Lyd p
Camps are curious things. While summer camp should remind people of zip wires and the like, I think of orchestra since I went to strings camp. The one thing I remember is flubbing my words and getting the Harry potter book spoiled for me. i didn’t even become a better violinist. Well, maybe I did. But I ended up quitting anyway.
Amber
I love camping as it gives me the chance to experience nature at its fullest. Breezes and scents of flowers, with the warm sunlight only being replaced by the melancholic silhouettes of the singing moon.
Gabrielle Bonneville
something you do in a tent. very uncomfortable. pee outside and wipe with a leaf. eat baked beans and sing songs. You start to stink after a few days and are afraid of catching something from the water. Bears come and try to steal your food. Hey boo boo wold you like another picnanic basket?!
Grace
Camp is a word that describes the way gay people act, like lily savage or its somewhere you put tents up or its something you do at a camp site, I don’t like camping I am too high maintenance and I like hot running water! bUT THATS JUST ME. i would like to try it again one day though, why not
Alexia
We were in the darkness and the moon shine so bright, fire flies all around us, dancing in the warmth delight of the campfire that waved like hands and sparked out devilish smiles that we know weren’t evil, and filled us with warmth, and we looked at the bright stars that shone that night, and knew that if we ever got lost it would sure bring us back.
Jenny
camp at the side of the road after your car breaks down
put your feet up camp out for a while.
camp like you used to as a child at camp.
jeff
i sit here thinking i have never been to camp. i mean ive camped before, yet ive never gone to summer camp. i can never start a sentence with “this one time, while i was at summer camp…”. Im not even sure if this is a bad thing that i missed out on this when i was a kid. i mean it doesn’t even sound that great. being forced to live with one or more people for weeks on end? What if you honestly got the worst person ever in the entire world, and then you had to be in close quarets with them for weeks. then bug at the camp ew. just ew. no further statement need for that one.
J L
I remember summer came when I was eight. That was the summer I learned that crying meant you got to sleep in the air conditioned nurses hut, instead of the hot cabin. That was also the summer I learned about being away from home.
Kristen Chavis
I used to go camping as a child at Moss Park. I remember once I hopped into a small canoe we had sitting on the river. My older brother and cousin decided it would be funny to push me out into the canal by our campsite. My dad and uncle were furious and had to jump in and swim after to catch me.
Tracy
My most favorite memory of camping is when I was in Boy Scouts. We were out around midnight around a campfire and someone had pooped next to this kids tent. The scoutmaster thought it was my friend and jacked him up by his collar. It wasnt my friend it was the kid who was in the tent. My friend was so pissed that he had been handled like that by the Scout master.
Haydn Solomon
camp is hella fun. I mean seriously, you dont have to go to school or anything and you just get to hang out with nature and get some fresh air. what could be better right? there are birds everywhere and and all kinds of animals everywhere!! unless you are in a trailer.
chloe
W hen the soldiers left the camp it was Aurora , first light . there was only the sound of a few small birds chirping in the fresh Spring air . they wore heavy armour and trudged along the open plain , they didn’t talk . the GEnernal was tough and he punished any man who spoke until they got thesign from him that talking was allowed. Marcus looked up and at seemed a great distance up he saw an eagle . iit was a magnificent bird , it soared through the air it’s wingspan very very wide . He saw smaller birds lower down and wondered if the eagle would suddenly swoop on them and carry one away to eat in his eyrie which was probablly a cave far away in the mountains at the end of the horizon. this was a very long time ago and the camp where the Roman soldiers were is now a town wiwth Boots , Next , Debbenhams Waterstones and it is called Newchester.
Anna Grogan
gay guys who are very flamyboyant and efeminate. Girly guys and trannies.
gemma
camping. that’s a word i don’t hardly use anymore. i lived camping for quite a few years and since then i have had no desire to camp. i slept on the ground, in a sorta tent, with bottled water, a creek and and centipedes and mosquitoes… it was cool… i was young…
ms pie
“Are you sure this is camping? It feels a lot like moving…” she sighed. Stacey and her boyfriend, Afram, looked around. They were only going to stay one night but for some reason that warranted bringing five dozen eggs, pounds of meat, large boxes of drinks, several coolers, and Stacey couldn’t even begin to imagine what else. Somehow even though there were only eight of them, they had filled five cars to the brim with stuff for less than 48 hours.
“You know I hate moving, right?” she asked. Afram only smiled back at her and gave her a hug. The warm feeling in her chest spread to form a grin on her face and they continued unloading the cars.
It was long ago when she first came to this place so full of dread and rage and fear and loathing. It was many years ago that she came to hate herself for what they had done to her in this institution. It was many years ago since she came to “camp”. Here she was once again, getting closure.
St. James camp last summer. My first job, and it’s hard to believe that amazing people and children that I met there. As much as they made me nervous about one day having my own children. I’ve realized that children have to much to teach me and that I had much more to learn about people in general, especially before heading to college
Shay
i never went to camp as a child…unless, of course, you count the tents i would make of sheets and wooden lattice backed dining room chairs in my dining room. i did have the occasional sleeping bag outback just ask the sky turned to dusk, but my mother always reminded me to be in before “the street lights came all the way on.” ahh the restrictions of the “great outdoors.”
Shauna
I love to go camping. outdoors. woods. night. creepy. bugs. darkness. cold. ground. wet. sleeping bags. campfires. fun. loud. crickets. frogs. swim
Sarah
I’ve been a 4-Her since I was 8 years old. That meant 4-H camp in the summer. Rad times. Great experience for youngins to hang, play, and learn from cool yet socially conscience 20-somethings.
“Everything is OK at ‘hippy camp'”as the nice bloke from Old Trafford put it. Wouldn’t it be good if the whole world lived in festival spirit, all that friendly, fluffy, kindly, open mindedness, willingness to learn and grow, all that looking people in the eyes and smiling with the pure joy of it. Yes, Ben’s right, we gotta make that boat fare, we gotta be there, I can see me now in the circle dance, face lit by the campfire glow, heart burst open, drumming and chanting and……happy.
what should i write about camp..never been on a camping trip, hmmm i wonder if where i used to live would be considered a camp…no i dont think so. I lived more in like a farm, i like to think about it that way better.
I loved fat camp. More than anything. It’s where I met Britney. It’s where I had some of the best times of my life. I never laughed so much in one summer. Those 8 weeks, even though we were being starved, w
lets go and have fun in the summer time outdoors whilst getting mutinous and starting quiet riots with queers in the sunshine. Camp.
C- Concentration of Jews
A- Anguish of torn lives
M- Margot, my beloved child, lost
P- Pale bones
She sat by the fire camp, holding a stone in her hand and spinning it between her fingers. The boy watched her from the other side of the fire. She had changed so much. He could never forgive himself for all he’d put her through, but he still needed to know that she would. Her absent-minded game with the stone worried him.
She hugged her knees closer to her chest and dug her nails in until the half-moons started becoming more defined on the surface of her skin. Despite the camp fire, she felt cold. She didn’t want to be here. Her bitch of a stepmother had convinced her dad it’d be best to let her try a new experience for the rest of her summer. People surrounding her sang overly happy songs and smiled, and some asked her what was wrong. She hated it here. She wanted to go home.
Sometimes the little kid goes camping out in the wild.
It’s scary and there are owls outside, thousands of zombes destroying the world, but he’s never had such fun.
there was a camp outside the city in the movie snatch
there were pikies there fucking around
i have never been to a camp like that
or for that matter any normal camp
i thought camp is better left to losers
but then i lost my pen
and eventually went to the camp
how about that, ironic aint it?
I’ve never been to camp, but I love camping with my family.
I read a story once about a camp, too. It was a Goosebumps story. He went to camp, but none of his letters were sent home. I think that was it..?
And another book that mentions a camp is Holes. He goes to a camp, Stanley, right? but he said he imagined camp when he was little, with his stuffed animals.
Natur-
das frische Gras an den Füßen
der Tau der von den Bättern perlt
Ein Wunder-
der kühle Wind am morgen
die warme Sonne die einen Weckt
lass uns in den Wunder dieser Welt
campen gehen
We had set up camp near the outskirts of the abandoned town. It was a rundown little town and I was surprised to find myself more comfortable at camp than I would have been in any of the dilapidated houses. It was then that I heard the ominous shuffling around the borders of our fire; they had finally tracked down our scent and before we could react, they were upon.
at camp last year. I cried my eyes out. You broke my heart and it was valentines day. Everything started to crumble with all of my relationships with people. I found despair and hurt that you could do this to me.
I blame the pain on you but you don’t feel any pain.
Why?
I miss us though
i never went to summer camp. well actually i did. it was a dance summer camp and i loved it. it was one of the best two weeks of my life. but when i say i never went to summer camp i mem i never went to a cmap where i ran outside and got dirty in the mud sleeping in cabins staying up late telling ghost stories kind of camp.
wHEN WE LEFT THE WOODS THERE WERE FOUR OF US – DAMP AND DISHEVELLED WITH MEMORIES OF THE RECENT PAST SEARED INTO OUR BRAINS. IT STARTED WITH A WHISTLE FROM THE SURROUNDIG FOLIAGE – WHEN THE ARRROWS CAME WE WERE STUNNED TO FIND OURSELVES TRANSPORTED TO A FORMER TIME OF ANCIENT HOSTILITIES FAR AWAY FROM THE SCEINCE THAT WE HAD COME TO LOVE AND RESPECT
Camp is a place where kids go and meet each other. There is usually a lake with cabins, or sometimes people go out camping in the forest with tents and a fire. People will have sing a long around the fire and eat smores.
A camp is where people live while they go for adventure trips. One of the best ways to experience life in its crudest forms is by staying in a camp. Its real and calls for a daring heart.
camping outside is one of the most relaxing and releaving activities. you get closer to the nature and to the inside of you. the camp like a military camp is totally different.
sometimes i think about camping outside of your apartment, just to see your face. we used to make phone calls, but now we’re both so afraid to pick up and dial, and so we wait for chance meetings. i don’t know about you, but i’m starting to think maybe chance gave up on us.
One day I went to camp, it changed my life it shaped me into who I am. how funny that something as simple as camp could impact a life so greatly. I went one summer when I was 9 yrs old and I was awkward and very impressionable.
Camps are curious things. While summer camp should remind people of zip wires and the like, I think of orchestra since I went to strings camp. The one thing I remember is flubbing my words and getting the Harry potter book spoiled for me. i didn’t even become a better violinist. Well, maybe I did. But I ended up quitting anyway.
I love camping as it gives me the chance to experience nature at its fullest. Breezes and scents of flowers, with the warm sunlight only being replaced by the melancholic silhouettes of the singing moon.
something you do in a tent. very uncomfortable. pee outside and wipe with a leaf. eat baked beans and sing songs. You start to stink after a few days and are afraid of catching something from the water. Bears come and try to steal your food. Hey boo boo wold you like another picnanic basket?!
Camp is a word that describes the way gay people act, like lily savage or its somewhere you put tents up or its something you do at a camp site, I don’t like camping I am too high maintenance and I like hot running water! bUT THATS JUST ME. i would like to try it again one day though, why not
We were in the darkness and the moon shine so bright, fire flies all around us, dancing in the warmth delight of the campfire that waved like hands and sparked out devilish smiles that we know weren’t evil, and filled us with warmth, and we looked at the bright stars that shone that night, and knew that if we ever got lost it would sure bring us back.
camp at the side of the road after your car breaks down
put your feet up camp out for a while.
camp like you used to as a child at camp.
i sit here thinking i have never been to camp. i mean ive camped before, yet ive never gone to summer camp. i can never start a sentence with “this one time, while i was at summer camp…”. Im not even sure if this is a bad thing that i missed out on this when i was a kid. i mean it doesn’t even sound that great. being forced to live with one or more people for weeks on end? What if you honestly got the worst person ever in the entire world, and then you had to be in close quarets with them for weeks. then bug at the camp ew. just ew. no further statement need for that one.
I remember summer came when I was eight. That was the summer I learned that crying meant you got to sleep in the air conditioned nurses hut, instead of the hot cabin. That was also the summer I learned about being away from home.
I used to go camping as a child at Moss Park. I remember once I hopped into a small canoe we had sitting on the river. My older brother and cousin decided it would be funny to push me out into the canal by our campsite. My dad and uncle were furious and had to jump in and swim after to catch me.
My most favorite memory of camping is when I was in Boy Scouts. We were out around midnight around a campfire and someone had pooped next to this kids tent. The scoutmaster thought it was my friend and jacked him up by his collar. It wasnt my friend it was the kid who was in the tent. My friend was so pissed that he had been handled like that by the Scout master.
camp is hella fun. I mean seriously, you dont have to go to school or anything and you just get to hang out with nature and get some fresh air. what could be better right? there are birds everywhere and and all kinds of animals everywhere!! unless you are in a trailer.
W hen the soldiers left the camp it was Aurora , first light . there was only the sound of a few small birds chirping in the fresh Spring air . they wore heavy armour and trudged along the open plain , they didn’t talk . the GEnernal was tough and he punished any man who spoke until they got thesign from him that talking was allowed. Marcus looked up and at seemed a great distance up he saw an eagle . iit was a magnificent bird , it soared through the air it’s wingspan very very wide . He saw smaller birds lower down and wondered if the eagle would suddenly swoop on them and carry one away to eat in his eyrie which was probablly a cave far away in the mountains at the end of the horizon. this was a very long time ago and the camp where the Roman soldiers were is now a town wiwth Boots , Next , Debbenhams Waterstones and it is called Newchester.
gay guys who are very flamyboyant and efeminate. Girly guys and trannies.
camping. that’s a word i don’t hardly use anymore. i lived camping for quite a few years and since then i have had no desire to camp. i slept on the ground, in a sorta tent, with bottled water, a creek and and centipedes and mosquitoes… it was cool… i was young…
“Are you sure this is camping? It feels a lot like moving…” she sighed. Stacey and her boyfriend, Afram, looked around. They were only going to stay one night but for some reason that warranted bringing five dozen eggs, pounds of meat, large boxes of drinks, several coolers, and Stacey couldn’t even begin to imagine what else. Somehow even though there were only eight of them, they had filled five cars to the brim with stuff for less than 48 hours.
“You know I hate moving, right?” she asked. Afram only smiled back at her and gave her a hug. The warm feeling in her chest spread to form a grin on her face and they continued unloading the cars.
It was long ago when she first came to this place so full of dread and rage and fear and loathing. It was many years ago that she came to hate herself for what they had done to her in this institution. It was many years ago since she came to “camp”. Here she was once again, getting closure.
St. James camp last summer. My first job, and it’s hard to believe that amazing people and children that I met there. As much as they made me nervous about one day having my own children. I’ve realized that children have to much to teach me and that I had much more to learn about people in general, especially before heading to college
i never went to camp as a child…unless, of course, you count the tents i would make of sheets and wooden lattice backed dining room chairs in my dining room. i did have the occasional sleeping bag outback just ask the sky turned to dusk, but my mother always reminded me to be in before “the street lights came all the way on.” ahh the restrictions of the “great outdoors.”
I love to go camping. outdoors. woods. night. creepy. bugs. darkness. cold. ground. wet. sleeping bags. campfires. fun. loud. crickets. frogs. swim
I’ve been a 4-Her since I was 8 years old. That meant 4-H camp in the summer. Rad times. Great experience for youngins to hang, play, and learn from cool yet socially conscience 20-somethings.