Saturday, July 25, 2009
The Princess didn't make but three days at sleep away camp before I received
the phone call from the staff.
They usually give children a few more days to get over being homesick but the Princess refused to eat. I guess children starving to death doesn't look good on the happy camper website.
I arrived to pick her up and was met at the gate with the head honcho and the nurse. Both wanted me to "help" them talk her into staying.
I really did want the kid to have a good time and if she was just having a little adjustment problem, I told them I would be happy to assess the situation and not automatically take her home. I am not one of those parents who feel like if the kid committed to sleep away camp, they should tough it out even if homesick. The idea is to have fun, and if she isn't, I don't see the point of having her stay and be miserable.
When they brought her to me she seemed okay. She didn't burst into tears or anything. I told the nurse I would like to speak to her alone. For some reason she wasn't happy about this but left anyway.
I asked the Princess what she liked about camp and what she didn't like etc.
The weird part is that she was whispering..
I liked canoeing but that was about it. I didn't like the games and the kids in my tent are too loud. The food is fine but my tummy hurts all the time from being so upset and I can't eat. I really just want to go home. I miss you and don't like it here
As she was telling me this, she kept looking towards the door.
"Princess, why are you whispering?"
In my ear "They told me I have to tell you that I am having a great time and liked everything about camp but am just homesick"
My heart jumped when I heard this...
WTF? Do they work on commission?
Any thought of leaving her went out the window. I don't know what the hell their motivation was to do that but it was a bad choice. Telling a kid to lie to their parents?
She lost 6 pounds. The Princess is already underweight for her age and she essentially lost 15% of her body weight in three days.
I think they probably should have called me a tad sooner, don't you?
So she is happily home and I now have to figure out what to do with the little shit every day until school starts.
It's always something.
Posted by Christine at 2:21 PM