My Near Death Experience's at Camp Flaming Arrow
Due to many other subjects, the Summer of 2001, for me, was extremely difficult. One of the several was surviving Camp Flaming Arrow. Everyone in our friends and family circle swore it was the best camp ever. From their reliable and caring staff, to their educational and safe environment. It was a haven for all children. When my mother and I got there, yes, we arrived late but we still got there in enough time to see the last part of the tour. After my mother had left, I was placed in the Blackfoot Bear Cabin. However, since I got there late, I had the last pick of the bunk beds. I got the one that was on the top which had a low leveled ceiling. Not only that, my bed was closest to the wall alarm. So three guesses what happened to me every morning? Yes, I would wake up to the horrible sound of a screeching alarm, thus hitting my head on the ceiling every morning for the next 6 weeks. My first week was really bad. I remember we had a sock and shoe thief in our cabin. M...