Descriptive+Writing

Descriptive Campers

Lurking in a Lake
Daisy 9\21\11

The frigid cold water sent shivers down the spines of twenty-eight children as they dove head first into the depths of Lake Ramah Darom. The glistening lake felt as though a thousand knives were stabbing the paralyzed children who were frozen solid. As yellow, white, and green kayaks and canoes danced around the murky surface of the lake, the smell of sewage illuminated the air. The multi-colored “blob” moved up and down as campers jumped and fell off. Screaming echoed down the rocky, steep mountainside as bodies were thrown over five feet into the air. The bodies flew even higher into the air when a counselor blobbed them as the sun’s beams, ever so slowly, started to rise above the thick pines covering the North Georgia Mountains. Children swam ungainly towards the large water trampoline where they could bounce to their hearts’ content. Swimming back to the petite dock, gulps of repulsive muddy water entered the campers’ stationary bodies. Several stayed lurking in the lake while others dried off as the lake activities slowly ceased.

The Lazy Lake
Aalima 9/21/11

SPLASH! The sound of a camper being blobbed reaches my ears. The Camp Ramah Darom Lake is a perfect shade of blue in the summer sun. Paddles slap against the water and create huge splashes. In the water I can see the blob, shaded blue, yellow, and red. The water trampoline across from it is the same summer colors. Each canoe and kayak lying in the water is green, yellow, or purple. The sound of yelling and screaming kids fills the air. When I close my eyes I can smell the tangy scent of muddy water and the fishy smell of seaweed. The lake is as cold as ice. The bottom of the water is covered with mounds of seaweed that feel squishy beneath my feet. The lake is a breathtaking sight.

The Beautiful Outdoors
Alec 9/21/11

While picking up smooth rocks inside the water of all sorts of shades, the channel 11 newscasters are interviewing the ecology teacher. The trees as high as the empire state building are blowing as hard as a tornado, while the leaves are golden from the sunlight. Seeing the blue water crashing against the rocks under the bridge was a delight. We listen to the birds chirp as though they are singing a little song in music class. We watch the tiny, black bugs from under the rocks of all shapes and sizes squirm around to get back in the cool water. A yellow fish covered with mud is caught, and everyone in my group watches. We then hear my counselor tell us to put away our supplies and sit back down in our yellow, red, blue, and green chairs.

The Bizarre Blob
Caitlin 9/21/11

Standing in line I hear the loud thud of a camper hitting the blob as he comes down. The piercing screams of the children flying high into the air are heard all around the crowded camp. I feel a slight breeze across my face as I climb the ladder. I jump into the air and land on the blob with a big thump and look up just in time to see the person I just blobbed soaring high into the air screaming and yelling. I crawl across the sweltering cushion and wait to be blobbed. I hear the Lifeguard yell, “Blobbing!” and I immediately get excited. I hear the Lifeguard land on the blob, and I instantly feel myself being shot into the air. For a split second, I feel like I am being suspended in time, but I eventually feel myself falling. When I land in the water, I hear a loud splash and realize that I have just been blobbed. The water is so cold; it feels like a million needles are being pushed into my skin. I step out of the lake, and even though I thought the air was cold before I was blobbed, it feels like an oven now. The cold water is forgotten while I wait to go on the blob again.

The “Rocking” Adventure
Sahiti 9/21/11

The cool wind rushes past as the kids scramble over the tall rock course. The safety rope is tied tightly on their waists. If they fall down, it will give them a little jerk and then stop them safely. As they look below, the people standing there look as small as peanuts. Suddenly the silence is disturbed by a scream. Whoosh! Beside the rock course a giant swing launches kids into the air. Above is a giant swing, which forms a flying experience when it launches the kids into the air. To the far end of the swing is a wooden mountain where rocks are secured. The kids who are trying to reach the top ease their way and then struggle to touch the top. One by one the brave climbers slip off the rocks. Only a few make it. Rock climbing can erase the fears from kids and can also create an exciting adventure they can never forget.