I'm leaving in the morning for girls' camp. It's one of the pleasures associated with my calling. I don't like sleeping in a tent. I don't like brushing my teeth at a pump. I don't like swishing my dishes in bleach water. Or swatting flies. I don't like the smell of campfire.
Pleasure you may ask? Starlit skies. Giggling girls. Spontaneous adventure. Tender expressions of faith. It more than makes up for camping. Having a flush toilet and hot shower at the camp site does too.
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In all my 69 years, I have never had a job in Young Women's. I think I missed out, although I despise camping. I don't think I've ever fallen asleep in a tent. So much distracting nature out there.
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