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Room 13 has recently gone to camp and have written a memoir on what they enjoyed there.
=media type="custom" key="13860190"CAMP MEMOIR = = = == = PLAYING HARD = == MY LEGS BARELY WORKING I SLIP OUT OF THE CAR AND MOVE SLOWLY TO THE COURTS. WATCHING MY TEAM I QUICKLY RUN TO THEM AND SIGN THE FORM. MY LEGS ARE FINALLY TURNING INTO ICEBLOCKS BUT THAT DOESNT STOP ME. WE ALL MOVE OVER TO THE OPPOSITION TEAM AND HEAD ONTO THE COURT. ALL HYPER WE WAIT FOR THE WHISTLE AND STICKTO OUR PARTNERS LIKE GLUE. 'WOO'. I RUN, JUMP, LEAP, AND SHOOT GOALS MAKING THIS THE BEST GAME EVER. IT'S OVER WE WIN OUR GRADE AND LEAVE FEELING LIKE NUMBER ONES. ==

= SPRING HAS SPRUNG =

PURPLE FLOWERS SHIVER IN THE COLD AS IF THEY'VE WOKEN UP IN SNOW.
** I see eyes sparkling like the sun reflecting on water, lashes long and as dark as night. His patchy brown head is covered with hair as white as snow that’s as spiky as a porcupines back. Wearing loose summery t-shirts and wrinkled brown shorts it's like he imagines its summer everyday. The sandals on his feet are as old as roman sandals with leathery straps. He walks tall and proud but his ears stick out like dumbos. **

** I watch him cook his Cloudy Bay Clams in the steaming pot. The air smells salty like the beach in summertime. As he finishes his dish with a sprinkle of lettuce. He gathers the bread to have with the clams. His critiques enter the room. Sweat drips down his brow as he watches them eat. Then words slip out of their mouths. ‘’ Wonderful, absolutely fabulous.’’ He sighs with relief and then quietly walks away to start his desert. **


 * On a bright sunny day in a forestry area where my grandparents live, I walked into their house as their hairy brown dog jumps on me. My poppa steps in and says what he usually says when we get there, ‘’ Oh for gods sake fitz get off of my princess.’’ I smile and give him a hug. **