I took a break from the weekly poems; another I just couldn't write,
As we gallivanted to Great Escape to 74 campers' delight.
I wouldn't, no couldn't, author any others….
wish I could; I would've if I had my druthers.
But instead I marveled at our bravest staff member
Who was scared by no one but Levi, as we all remember.
Instead I watched with eyes a-gleamin,
As chanichim tackled the Screamin Demon.
Instead I enjoyed listening as Na'arim drank from the kiddish "kos"
and sang bikol ram "Hayam Ra'ah Vayanos."
I wish I had written a poem, but time I did not allot.
Alas, as you read this, I have to head out for the Givah Shabbat.
I’m so proud of our campers, for performing Tikkun Olam
Some did what they’ve never done “af pa’am.”
Visiting the residents of the Massry was such a mitzvah
Gan & 1-2 sang songs, and cut a rub on the reetzpah.
Special thanks go to Noah, Daphne and all of the staff,
For leading the campers as they provided a laugh
And a smile to those that loved the bright faces
And the interview questions and the warm embraces.
Contrast that with the farm and the smell of onions so strong,
Campers cleared weeds from beds as big as a furlong.
From the front of our line of workers to the last one/caboose,
We helped the farm so they could cultivate their produce.
After delving into study of the prayer Az Yashir, campers ventured to Lake George and had no fear. Screaming “wahoo” with all ten toes curled, we zoomed down the rides at Water Slide World. When told it was time to go, there were shouts of “You’re meshuga!” (crazy), campers did not want to get out of the river that was lazy. From every 5-6 camper down to every last Ganster, campers were envious of the gargantuan Vermonster that the Na’arim and Bonim got to attack; what a unique chatif- a midday snack. The Gan & 1-2 had fun of their own; each a ‘Lake George tourist,’ Motorcycling, teacup-ing, what adventure at Magic Forest. To round out the week, 3-4 hosted Oneg, dancing “Stam” (Simple), Smiles were huge; we could see every last dimple.
The summer’s now a quarter gone, so fast, can you believe it?
With only six more weeks to go, is it time to start to grieve it?
Of course not, as I’m sure you know, Camp Givah’s just begun,
Let’s take a look at this past week, and all the crazy fun.
For me the highlight was, for sure, the camp-wide barbecue,
What a wonderful way to celebrate the day of red, white, and blue.
Up at camp, (yes, I was there, I’ve never been so lucky),
Those dogs and burgers cooked by Gregg, were certainly not yucky,
And I’ll tell you one thing that’s still true, it consumes you while you’re
That old Camp Givah ruach still permeates the air,
The campers decorated rocks, played hard in relay races,
And those that danced with Noa had such smiles on their faces.
There was music, baseball, basketball, a photo booth and singing,
At Etz Hada’at Daphne’s ukulele was heard ringing.
The Bonim worked their darnedest to lead the camp, and they were grand,
And then the week was over, as Cuties and the band
Led all of us in Oneg, Hiney Ma Tov was their song,
Do you want to feel the ruach? You’re invited - come along.