Friday, August 21, 2009

AIS Summer Camp

Every year my mom's school has summer camp for teacher's kids. For the past two years we have participated in the camp. The camp gives Michelle a group of friends that all speak English and it is a fun time when we can go to the pol every day, live at my mom's house, stop worrying (or start worrying even more) about the food that we eat, go to the library every day and have a real schedule. The camp is hard work for me (instead of worrying and taking care of my children I worry and take care of my children and other children), but Michelle enjoys it a lot (and this year Eshel does too).




















In the morning when there is still nobody in school we come to the library with baba (grandma) to pick out books for the day and to play a little on their beautiful colorful carpet (not the one in the picture, don't get me wrong)















Soon all the children come to the camp and the day begins with some games




















and food brought from home (mostly chocolate pita or cheerios with shoko) . Didn't I write that I worry about food?!)




















All the older kids are very fond of Eshel. They play with him and carry him and he laughs and crawls and bites (kisses) them in return. Michelle is a bit jealous of him - she would love to have so much attention from Ella - but then she gets to tell them what Eshel is allowed to eat and what not, how you can carry him and what he likes to do , so at least she has a big audience who listens to her with undivided attention.




















The arts and crafts that follow are just horrible (my very subjective point of view). Children color the pictures every day for 45 minutes. I don't know about your kids, but there is just no way in the world that Michelle is going to do that! It takes her two minutes to color the picture (we never do that at home and she doesn't understand what's the use of it. I personally believe that coloring the pre prepared picture has no benefits for the child and hinders his imagination.) and the rest of the time we sit and read books that we chose from the library in the morning. Sometimes we decide to draw a story or make a game and most of the time other children join us.

We have snack at ten. At first Michelle really wanted to order chocolate pita and I promised myself that here in the camp Michelle is going to eat food that she wants, she will have all the choices available to other kids. So the first day she did order chocolate pita and shoko. She ended up eating my egg sandwich and drinking water. Sometimes she still orders something that I prefer she didn't (like shoko or white bread with yellow cheese), but it's never chocolate pita - I guess that was too much for her.

Sports are like free time at the gym with lots of equipment available.















There are the scooters that everyone enjoys very much...



































Eshel loves them too!

There is dressing up (the little scarves for dancing turned out to be very lovely princess costumes)







































Sometimes there is climbing.

Kids are free to choose to play ball together or to run all by themselves. The councilors are there to make sure that everyone is safe and sound. This is my definition of fun. Usually older kids play some conventional game with the ball. The five-six year old also play together making up rules as they go (sometimes they even have a referee). The three year old are either playing with the six year old and following their rules or they are on their own riding scooters or bouncing a ball or just enjoying the wind while running around in circles.

After sports we have pool for two hours. Needless to say, it is the time everyone loves the most!

Lunch makes me wonder why the school doesn't have stricter regulation on food(yes, yes I remember the economical explanation and logic, but parents should care...) and in the end of the day there is movie time.




















Most of the little ones fall asleep and wake up when their parents come at three.
Our day continues in the library reading books, playing with Eshel, running around. Then we go to the cafeteria to eat and by the time we sit in the car to go home Michelle is exhausted and ready for her night's sleep at five thirty. Eshel stays up 'till eight and then he too (usually together with me) goes to sleep.

Next day everything goes on the same schedule.

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