1992, I'm 12 and my BF convinced me to keep her company at a summer camp.
The expectation exceeded the reality by far. I found myself surrounded by 12 year-olds playing child games and talking child talk.
I hid in a tiny wardrobe closet to be left undiscovered by teachers and my BF (who opened it and shoved their hands inside it a few times), in order to ignore and protest the marching, the blowing of the the horns and other forms of collectivism..
Surprised my stink did not give my presence away - the water supply was limited and kids were not allowed to wash for weeks - the water was only for adult camp employees, and I, as young lady took it as a form of terrible discrimination..
But hey, the real Siberian hunter is never to be discovered when he does not want to, despite the small closet and the big water problem..
The Small Closet and the Big Water Problem
© Copyright: Ольга Алексеевна Введенская, 2015
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