tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7458892821938947907.post5931578585069375373..comments2023-09-15T14:46:46.342-07:00Comments on Tales from the School Bus: Camp Fun!!!The Bus Driverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259280794473075615noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7458892821938947907.post-80463840104549297302011-07-27T16:08:47.761-07:002011-07-27T16:08:47.761-07:00I total know what you mean, Bus Driver! My daught...I total know what you mean, Bus Driver! My daughter went to summer camp for two whole weeks last year and I was beside myself with anxiety. Not only did she not know anyone, but half the only knew how to speak French! She was a beginner frenchy. <br /><br />Then her counsellor called me mid-way through and told me all about the great things she was doing. (It's one of the things this camp does. They call the parents and give a report.) I know she had a blast and couldn't wait to tell me all about it. I know she'll have fun this year too. She can't wait to get back there.blisshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10445810759144466865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7458892821938947907.post-62322847571406431722011-07-18T06:03:10.218-07:002011-07-18T06:03:10.218-07:00I don't know. I used to have a lot of trouble ...I don't know. I used to have a lot of trouble making friends, especially at camps. If I were going to camp with someone I knew, I would have preferred them to be in my group and definitely would have noticed if they weren't there no matter what fun activities we were doing. But then again I sucked at making friends so maybe normal kids would do better than me in that situation.Toy Wardenhttp://creativekidsplay.comnoreply@blogger.com