My first camp experience filled with frogs and something kind of odd under my bunk!

Summertime brings back great camp memories. Born and raised on the east coast, I had my first camp experience at age 8...sleep away for seven weeks. I was a major tomboy, so I loved the whole camp experience, and quickly found a new hobby...looking for frogs under my cabin. I would wedge my body under the cabin and dig around, collecting all the frogs I could find. But one day, I found something white poking out from under the dirt. I dug around it and reached into the ground to pull out...a skeleton bone. Of course, being 8, I thought it was a dinosaur bone! The camp director was less than thrilled when I ran up to him during a tour and shouted, "HEY!! LOOK WHAT I FOUND UNDER MY BUNK!"