That night, there was a campfire. Carol brought out marshmallows and a guitar. Someone started singing “Wonderwall.” It was very on-brand.
Moms have a unique way of trying to use modern slang to fit in with teenagers. Hearing my mother try to use English idioms she just learned while talking to my new international friends was both painful and endearing.
I stared at the ceiling and whispered, “Why do you hate me?” eng camp with mom and my annoying friend who upd
The real test came on Thursday during the mandatory "Global Issues Presentation." Teams were assigned at random, and by some cruel twist of fate, I was paired with Leo. My mother sat front and center in the audience, holding a video camera. The Conflict
She is there out of love (and perhaps to monitor your academic progress), but her presence instantly dampens your ability to blend in as an independent teenager. That night, there was a campfire
If you’ve ever had to take a trip or attend a camp with an unusual trio, let me know in the comments—how did you survive?
“I’m being vulnerable, you jerk.”
An Eng camp with my mom and my annoying friend who updates everything? It was a test of endurance. I learned that you can find valuable, educational moments even when the environment is far from perfect.
We rehearsed a simple story about a sick dragon who loses his treasure. Simple. Cute. Mikael was supposed to play the silent villager. Moms have a unique way of trying to
Pine Grove English Camp was exactly as rustic as the brochure had promised — which is to say, not at all. The brochure showed smiling teenagers around a bonfire, holding lanterns, looking scholarly. The reality was eight cabins with peeling paint, one communal bathroom, and a “dining hall” that smelled like wet socks and optimism.