Oh my g-ds. The Rosh Eidah followed through. Beorn has been going to this camp for seven years, and all our communications from him before have been like the postcard I shared above. I just received the following via email:
I have no idea if any of you have any idea what this means to me. But right now I'm on cloud nine!!!Beorn wrote: Dear Mommy and Daddy,
I miss you so much! I'm having fun and making new friends, and I got both of your emails, Mommy. I'd like you to write as well, Dad. My three counselors are Alex Peskin, Graeme Ossey, and Samuel Rotenburg. I also got a letter from Poppy with eight dollars in it. I spent all of them at the three day camping trip I just got back from at 9:30 last night.
Our camping trip this year was called an etgar, which is ivrit for challenge. (note: ivrit is ivrit for Hebrew. J) I shared a tent with Ben Mince, & Aaron and Harrison Shapiro. Everyone in my tent (except Harrison) was going white water rafting. On the last day the white water people had to get up an hour earlier than everyone else, but since we had to pack up our tents immediately Harrison had to get up with us at 4:35. The first day we went of a river without rapids, but each boat was given two water guns and a bucket. The water was so cold I screamed VERY LOUDLY every time we got splashed. Alex is watching me write this and just said at least I didn't cry like some of the female counselors. When we got back I found the camp store and spent $3 on 12oz. bottles of Coke at 60 cents apiece. Oh, yes. I almost forgot to tell you, we watched an R rated movie on the way up to the campsite in North Carolina. Yesterday we went on a river with LOTS of rapids, and my boat got stuck so much we got to the pick-up point an hour after everyone else. When we switched buses for the ride back we were at the campsite, so I spent another two dollars on chips and candy. Then I used the last three dollars on a large bag of dark chocolate M&M's and a two liter Coke bottle at the gas station we stopped at on the way back. I have half the bottle left.
There isn't much more to report. My Chug is radio and my sport is karate. I blobbed a lifeguard because no-one else heavy enough for me to be allowed to blob was willing to let me do it. I'm part of the set crew on Nacho live. I'm going to write Poppy after Shabbat, I have no time to right now. My Rosh's name is Josh, not Matt. That's all. Say high to Marty for me.
Love,
Beorn