This week, no matter where around camp you roam,
You could see campers in kachol and katome. Wednesday morning Bonim launched Color Wars, Teams competed fiercely to up their scores. The ruach could be felt throughout our bones, As the Jetsons combatted the Flintstones. We haven’t yet determined which team is winning, At the time of the Givahton printing. But that’s ok; it doesn’t matter if we win or lose. We relish that ruach from our pores did ooze. At Givah, the 2nd place team is not the “rotten egg,” Because we all gather together, to enjoy Oneg. We forget about our recent contest Realizing that being one big mishpacha is best. Comments are closed.
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