I hated sleep away camp too. My sister loved it.
I would beg mom not to make me go, but she would turn a deaf ear to it.
My sister was a Tomboy and athletic. I was, (and still am), a klutzy bookworm. I did not fare well at sleep away camp.
After the second year, my mother finally believed me that I hated it, and stopped sending me. Pure happiness.
When you’re the oldest of 9 kids, you’ll jump at ANY summer camp.
Camp Wallowa, near what was then Chief Joseph, OR. is an amazingly beautiful place.
12 yrs. old, shooting 22’s, learning archery, Snipe hunts, canoe wars, mile swim in the freezing lake.....
The only reason why my mother had stopped sending me was because I was getting too old for camp. She couldnt have cared less that I hated camp and never wanted to go.