One summer’s learning experiences. 

A sum of $250.00 earned over a five week period with swimming, singing, dancing, good eats, boating, you name it, we did it.

My j-o-b job was simply called boys hill, because anyone on the know-knew that meant to walk up the hill stopping at each cabin one by one to clean the toilets aka the “Johns” for each cabin with there being at least eight times two or three a day as I recall.

And needless to say I became a whiz of a “master” in cleaning bathrooms.

One day, that one summer, I was exposed to a cruel joke by a group of boys in one of the cabins as I entered to clean the cabin with my usual knock and announcing my intent to enter and why.

Wham chow-down-wow oh no not now kind of wham-damn you in your-face-you here oh yes hear-here is my back a** to you yes you-booger to you I expose myself and perhaps to no one else but you.

Horrified I ran back outside and back down the hill for now I felt deathly ill.  For them to think I was that kind of girl. Why would they think such why in the world?

Was it because of the color of my skin for back then it was to be blind to not know you were treated like a number “two” dogs do-do. This my momma told me too.

I remember the little camper always being teased by some that bullied him without mercy. One day he said, ”If I’m a fairy ,if I’m a fairy, puff you’re a pile of @3$*!!!”  You go figure!

I fell in summer camp time love with trapper John trappings and I had such a wonderful summer all in all for I felt kindness and genuine love from my fellow sisters/fellow brothers.

I thank all for the experiences.

By the way there, was a terrible retaliation by a member of the camp staff when he discovered what happened to me on boys- hill that day as I cried and retold the sad but true story of how I had been mistreated.

As he continued to prepare the breakfast of eggs cooking on the stove, he spat in the pot of eggs as I witnessed in total horror, disgust, disdain and even shame for him and shame for me that he would even think I would want him to do such a filthy, nasty, distasteful, thing what shame on you and shame on me too.

One summer’s memorable-memories.

PS  I had a fabulous, marvelous, great, grand, super, duper, fan-fantastic, heavenly-heaven, of a fine time in spite of some of the “devil’s” dealings.

To God Be The Glory!!!