By BOWIE GRENETZ

This is a story about my summer. I had many camps. “Do you want to go to rock bandland? It sounds fun,” my dad said. It did sound fun. “Okay,”I said, it did sound fun. That was the beginning of many camps.

Then was swim camp. I did not want to go but when I got there it was really fun. My mom bought my lunch and they gave it to me. I only went in the shallow end because I can’t swim.

I also had cooking camp. We made dumplings from around the world. We made dumplings from Italy, Japan, and China.

Next was chess camp. It was at a library. We went into a room and did not come out until our parents came. They told us famous chess games. And we played chess. Also they gave me a medal for learning so much about chess.

Then there was mom-mom and pop-pop camp. I went to my grandparent’s house and stayed there for a week. And there was a black out!

Last was my free week. I went to the cable car museum. It was small and we rode the cable car back home. Me and my mom walked all the way to the cable car museum and then to the cable car turnaround. I did do more stuff but I did not write it down.

And for labor day me and my family went to russain river.The end.