Narrative Essay About School Camp

I’m going to be honest here; I had mixed feelings about the school camp. I was standing inside a subway station with my mom and sister, waiting for my two teachers to show up. I kept on asking Mom that I want to go home and go on a school camp next year. My mom said that I’m in 9th grade and going to a 3-day school camp would be a great experience. When my two teachers arrived, my sister and I said our goodbyes and off we were to camp. During the whole subway ride, I was upset about the camp; I thought it was going to be boring. However, when I got there, I realized how wrong I was. When we got to our last stop, we had to walk all the way up the hill to where our campsite was. By the time we were inside the entrance, I was exhausted.

In a couple of minutes or so, the teachers had us all sit inside a room, which was near the boys’ cabin. One of the teachers told us some basic camp rules and told us to turn our phones in. He encouraged us to have fun and at the same time be safe. Before we were dismissed, he pointed out that the team list and the camp schedule were posted inside the boy’s and girls’ cabins; I looked at the team list and I was placed in Team A. In a few minutes both teams designed each of their team cheers. Finally, after that we had a water gun fight. I was splashed only once. Even though I was very wet, I was too happy to mind. It was also very hot outside, which would dry my clothes in a few minutes. During the water gun fight, the teacher told the students to stop filling up their water guns because the bathrooms got flooded and muddy. Instead of playing something else, some students found a loophole; they filled their water guns from the edible water fountain. The teacher was furious when he found out about it. I asked him that where should I fill my water bottle when there’s no water in the drinking fountain. He said that the water bottle for the fountain would arrive