By RILEY KESTON | Junior Reporter
At the beginning of my first year at Skylake Summer Camp in Yosemite, we had to do a group performance for the talent show in front of the rest of the campers. We were all kind of new, and really didn’t know each other that well, which made me kind of nervous. So when my counselor Gabby decided we would all choreograph a dance to “The Witch Doctor” together, I wasn’t sure I was ready to let loose and make a fool of myself in front of all these people I had just met. But then again, I had no choice.
I put my dirty pink dinosaur onesie on, dangled a few glow sticks from my neck, and watched my friend Shay pull out a pair of the most ginormous sunglasses I had ever seen. Then the rest of my cabin dug into their trunks to find the funkiest outfits they could make from what they happened to bring from home. Just then, I remembered I had brought face paint with me from home, so we used it to paint our noses bright red so we would at least have something that matched.
Ten minutes later, it was our turn. We got up on that campfire stage and started dancing our little hearts out – kicks, turns, screams, the works – while ooo eee ooo aaa aaa walla walla bing bang blasted from the rusty old camp speakers.
I have had a lot of other great times at camp since then, but I don’t think anything has ever topped the Witch Doctor.
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