SUMMER CAMP

I have never been to a Russian summer camp. I was the spoiled brat with a rented dacha, but I would see the camp kids — there was a Young Pioneer Camp at the edge of the village where I spent my summers — and seethe with jealousy: of freedom from grandparental supervision, of bonding experiences, of organized artistic activities, and so forth. Also, having watched several great Soviet movies that glorify this experience, I longed for the adventure, tree houses and campfire stories that a summer at camp would surely bring.

The edge of the village where I used to spend my summers. I actually haven't been there during the warm months in a decade and a half, so had to peruse a few real estate websites to find some good shots.

The edge of the village where I used to spend my summers. I actually haven’t been there during the warm months in a decade and a half, so had to peruse a few real estate websites to find some good shots. Image credit: agent123.

My mom used to go to summer camp as a kid  (in the 1960s) and kept telling me, “dearest, you don’t know what you’re missing because if you did, you would NEVER ask me to send you to camp. Camp kids would die to be at a dacha with their over-indulging grandma and grandpa!”

More lovely Russian countryside near my dacha.

More lovely Russian countryside near my dacha.  Image credit: agent123.

Well, this A Girl And Her Travels guest post by an expat English teacher might be proof of ‘Mother knows best’:

http://agirlandhertravels.com/2013/08/30/guest-post-one-time-russian-camp/ .  It left me absolutely terrified, but also laughing so hard, I was crying.  A must-read!

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7 thoughts on “SUMMER CAMP

  1. I went to day camps as a kid because I couldn’t handle spending the night away from home; I always got sick at sleep overs and my mom would have to come get me. I can’t image having to spend 1 month or a whole summer with a stranger. *Shivers*

  2. eek. sounds like you had a pretty good side of things. i only did dance camp sleepover camps..i was in brownies (little kid girl scouts) and they made me camp out one night…ugh ::shudder::

    • Oh I actually love outdoor camping — we did that a fair bit as a family when I was young. But I just wanted to do something without family supervision, to get some independence — I was not even close to being a rebel, but it’d be great to at least try!

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