I was just opening my eyes yesterday morning, when my mother burst into the room and said “You’re coming to my class today to teach the kids songs right?” I rolled over and tried to figure out what on earth she meant. Then, I remembered that on Monday she had asked me if I could come to her first grade class on Wednesday and teach them some 4-H camp songs. She said that she had worked it out with my grandfather, who I had plans to work with, and to be there at 10:00. I have been counseling at Camp Frame for a few years now and will be camping for the eleventh time this year, but for the life of me I did not know what songs I was going to teach these kids. I tore apart a box I had stashed under my desk and found an old camp song book. I flipped through it and made a list of songs I knew well enough to teach. I also picked a couple theatre games I could teach the kids. At 10:00, I signed into the elementary school and walked into my mother’s classroom. The kids remembered me; I did a theatre activity with them over winter break. We took them outside and got into a circle. I explained what camp was like and told them that I would teach them a song that all first year campers needed to learn- Grey Squirrel. Then, we played a game of Red Ball/Blue Ball. Next, I taught them the song Every Little Cell, and we finished up with a game of Zip/Zap/Zop. Mom says the kids were singing all day.
