Around this time each spring, my family and I would receive our packet from Rockmont in the mail.
I was officially going to Camp, and I was so excited!
Though it seemed forever away at the time, what really brought the reality of my Rockmont session into view was opening the packet and selecting the skills I wanted to take part in. We would sit down as a family, read through each skill, and I would get to choose them in the preferential order I wanted. It was such a big deal to me, that I think we even made popcorn for the occasion.
Having consumed fistfuls of Orville Redenbacher, diligently studied the skills list, and mentally prepared for my annual draft, I would place little numbers over lines out to the side of each skill. My schedule ended up looking something like:
- Instructional Swimming
That’s right! For a while, I was a triple Homesteading Camper – for a number of reasons.
First, I loved Homesteading.
The Garden was an adventure in plants almost as tall as me, the animals were so silly and made funny noises, we got to create wooden-signs and candles, make popcorn and ice cream, and we would even venture to the nearby apiaries, all dressed up like beekeeping astronauts.