Summer Camp, pt. 6

This chapter was written by Pegasus143/MakPlays. For more of her great stories, see


“Let’s go and find some waterfalls!” Gerald exclaimed, marching off in the direction that he thought they were in.

Waikika ran behind him with a smile on her face. She knew that she wanted to be the first one to find a waterfall even though it wasn’t supposed to be a competition. She also had an idea for how to find one first.


Once they reached the hill that sat near the camp, she veered off towards some tall grass instead of following the trail like Gerald was. Plants needed water, and what better way to find some than following their green leaves to some… right? Then all she would have to do was follow the water upstream until she came to a waterfall.


Behind them, Cadence was struggling to keep up with her older sister’s pace, though Joel and the other kids were still a bit behind her yet.


It turned out that the trail led directly to the waterfall… which meant that Gerald got there first. Waikika’s strategy did eventually lead her there, though she was disappointed when she came around the bend to find that Gerald’s smiling face was already there.

Cadence walked up to them, tired from running. “Wow,” she said when she saw the waterfall. Waikika and Gerald turned and really looked at it. Then Waikika realized that this shouldn’t be a competition- anything as beautiful as this waterfall was something that everyone deserved to feel good about seeing, whether they got there first or not.


Hahon ran ahead to try to find the next waterfall.


It was a bit farther from the last one, and he was about to give up when he came to the edge of a field and saw it on the other side.


When he turned around, he saw that Blake and Gerald weren’t too far behind him, so he waited a couple minutes for them to catch up.



The three of them stopped just before the spot where grass turned to dirt and sand so that they wouldn’t accidentally trample the wildflowers that were growing there.


Hahon loved the way that the rocks added extra ripples that slowly faded away as the river rushed on.


Cadence noticed that the boys had found another waterfall, so she and Waikika started running to catch up with them.


When she reached them, the boys were telling jokes. “Why did the chicken cross the waterfall?” Gerald asked.


“Uhh… to get to the other side?” Hahon answered, which was met with chuckles from Blake and Cadence.

“You’re too good at this,” Gerald replied, though the gleam in his eyes showed that he meant it as a joke.

Waikika already had an idea of where the next waterfall was and wanted to start heading in that direction. “Do any of you guys want to come with me to find the next waterfall?” she asked.


Cadence and Gerald volunteered to come with, so the three of them started running.




When they finally reached the waterfall, they yelled to Blake and Hahon, who found a much shorter path to get to the waterfall.


“I have an idea! Let’s go get our toes wet!” Cadence said, heading closer to the water before taking her shoes and socks off and rolling up her jeans.


This stretch of the river was a lot shallower, so they were easily able to wade across it, though Waikika didn’t want to once she saw how green it was.


While they were wading, Hahon whispered to Cadence about another place where he was pretty sure that there was a waterfall. “You go ahead to make sure that it’s actually there, okay?” he said, and she nodded in agreement. After quickly putting her shoes back on and putting her socks in her back pocket, she set off in search of the final waterfall.


When she reached the edge of the hill that Hahon had described to her, she found it: the biggest waterfall that she had ever seen in real life. “I found it!” she called out, and the rest of the kids came running. None of them really knew what to say because it was so magnificent.


“I’m glad that I’ve got a smart big brother like you,” Cadence said as she and Hahon hugged.

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Summer Camp, pt. 5

AN: Many thanks to Pegasus143/MakPlays for writing some of Hahon, Cadence, and Waikiki’s dialogue.


Leave it to Joel to always help me see that everything is really all right and there’s never much reason to worry.

“Remember how I mentioned that my big brother was always bugging me and my little sister?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said.

“Well, Amelia and I decided that we’re developing resilience, insight, and strategy. I’ve already used a lot of what I’ve learned from dealing with my brother at school, and it helps me get along with everybody.”

“I don’t have siblings!” announced Gerald. “And it’s a good thing, too! I think if I ever had any, I’d tell my mom, ‘Take them back to the baby store!’ Plus, what would she want with other kids when she’s got me? I’m the perfect child!”


We all laughed.

“Another thing my sister and I learned,” said Joel, “is to make our own traditions. So we created a tradition that whenever we had a lousy day, we’d do something great the next day to make it a special one.”

I turned to Gerald and Hahon. “What do you want to do tomorrow to make it a special day?”

“I have an idea! Let’s go find some waterfalls! There’s got to be more around the neighborhood!”


“Yes!” said Gerald. “We’ll make it an adventure. But just kids! No big kids or teens and no grown ups!”

“That sounds like a great idea,” I said.

I headed out to see how Tre was doing. He looked pleased with his painting.

“Check it out,” he said.


We looked together at his canvas. There was movement and quiet. I really liked it.

“I wanted to get it all out,” he said, “you know, just express myself. I guess it’s a little wild, but I like it.”

“I do, too,” I said. “It’s interesting. I like how I feel when I look at it.”


Back inside, Gerald was giving Cadence a long hard stare.

“I don’t get it,” Cadence said. “Why is everyone acting all strange? Everyone’s either sad, mad, or tired.”

“Not me,” said Gerald. “I’m stoic.”


“Stoic?” Cadence asked. “I know that word, but I never heard a kid use it. How do you know that word?”

“Oh, I know all sorts of things,” said Gerald.


“Stow it?” asked Waikiki. “Where are you going to stow it? And what are you stowing?”


“Not stow it,” yelled Gerald. “Sto-ick! Haven’t you heard of stoic? Like the ancient Greeks?”

“Sure,” said Waikiki. “I was just messing with you.”

“You remember what happened last time you teased someone,” said Gerald. “He teased you back!”

“I still can’t believe that he called me a woofum!” Waikika complained.


“Wait… that’s why you were grouchy?” Cadence asked.

“Yes!” said Waikiki. “I hate being called names!”

“I love being called names,” said Gerald. “Names like… Perfect Potato Head! Brilliant Bobby! Better than Bosco!”

“Gerald the Genius Ginormous Brainiac!” laughed Waikiki.

“You guys are nuts,” said Cadence.


Gerald, Waikiki, and Cadence headed off to practice a puppet show, and Blake came to keep me company while I cleaned up the kitchen and began fixing up sack lunches for the kids’ adventure the next day.

“Is everybody happy again?” Blake asked.

“I am!” I replied. “How about you?”


“I’m happy here,” Blake said. “That popcorn was delicious.”

“Are you ready for an adventure tomorrow?”


“Of course!” Blake replied. “That’s what camp’s all about, right? Adventures! What are we going to do?”

I told him about the waterfall hunt. “Do you think  you’ll be able to find more?”

“Without doubt,” said Blake. “The gneiss formations, combined with the presence of a southern flowing stream, indicate that waterfalls should be quite common in this locale.”

“Have you been reading my geology books?”


After the kids were in bed, while I was waiting for the last batch of cookies to bake, Tre joined me for late-night snack.

“Not a bad day,” Tre said.


“Seriously?” I asked.

“Sure thing!” he replied. “Do you think I would’ve even done a painting today if I didn’t have something I needed to express? But I did! And the painting was really fun to do. And I think it’s not half-bad. All in all, a pretty good day.”


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Summer Camp, pt. 3


Rory and I had so much fun at her surprise birthday party that we ended up talking all night. We were still talking when the kids woke up and came in for breakfast.


“Don’t you guys ever stop yakking?” Waikiki asked.

“They can’t!” joked Hahon. “They’ve been eating jumping jelly beans and now their tongues can’t stop jumping!”

“Oh, what a birthday!” Rory said. “I guess I really should head off. Thanks kids! I had so much fun!”

I walked Rory out and then made the rounds to check on everybody.

Not all the kids had made it to bed: Cadence fell asleep in the bath. I woke her up, wrapped her in a big fluffy towel, and trundled her into the bunk house to finish sleeping in a warm, dry bed.


Blake was in the crow’s nest on the pirate ship.

“Ahoy, matey!” I called.


“Landlubbers!” he called back.


“Ye won’t be callin’ me a landlubber when I climb the scaffolds wi’ ye olde Trusty Pete! Ye know who’s Trusty Pete?”

“Not your sawed-off cannon!” he said, as I aimed an old branch at him.


“None other!” I shouted.

“Red alert! All hands on deck! Prepare for boarders!”


“Eh! I’m just comin’ up fer a cup o’ tea. You got any Darjeeling for an old salt who’s worth her salt?”

“I’m afraid not,” said Blake. “No indeed. It’s a trick, and we’ll have none of it. You and your old Trusty Pete of a cannon just get yourselves back to your old dinghy and row to shore, Landlubber. We’ll not be boarded! No way, no sir!”


He makes a great sea captain.

Waikiki had climbed to the top deck of the tree house, where she was staring down the llama.

“I’m just imagining what will happen if I pull that red stick,” she said. We looked together. “See those orange and blue sticks resting on it? They’d come down for sure, and then, topple the llama!”


I joined Tre for a mid-morning snack.

“How’s life as a camp counselor suiting you, Tre?” I asked.

“S’okay,” he replied. “Grilled cheese is good.”


“Wow!” said Blake. “This is good grilled cheese. My mom makes really good grilled cheese, too.”

“So does mine,” said Tre.

Just then, both boys, the big one and the little one, looked like they missed their moms.

“Nothing like mom’s cooking,” I said. “What shall we make for supper?”


“Let’s have grilled cheese,” said Cadence, bringing her own grilled cheese sandwich to the table.

“For breakfast, lunch, and dinner?” I asked.

Blake smiled. “Yeah! That way we won’t miss Mom’s cooking because Mom never lets us have it for three meals in a row!”

“Plus snack,” said Tre.


“I love grilled cheese so much. Maybe I should change my aspiration,” said Tre.

“Like Don the Grilled Cheese Zombie?” asked Blake.


“Now how do you know about him?” Tre asked.

“I told him,” said Hahon. “He’s only the most famous Zombie ninja-fighter there is. Plus. Grilled cheese.”

Blake giggled.


“He’s a fictional character,” Tre said. “You kids can’t believe everything you read on a blog! There’s no such things as zombies, for one thing. And even if there were, there’s no way a zombie could ever defeat a ninja. It’s just not humanly possible.”

“Yeah, but a zombie’s not a human,” said Hahon.

“Yeah,” said Blake.

“Hey,” said Waikiki, joining the boys at the table. “I hear we’re eating chocolate chip cookies for breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack, and desert!”


“Wrong!” said Blake. “Grilled cheese!”

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