For Thursday, August 18, 2011
There is something rather funny about how strange an event it is to watch television or to even hear the radio when we’re at camp. At home we love to listen to music or to turn on the tv to watch our favorite shows, but here at camp, the quiet stillness, the sound of the outside is preferred. We all want it quiet enough to hear the family of ducks that have just flown in front of the camp or to hear the loons in the back cove, or to simply break into conversations with each other.
Once in awhile, however, we decide to watch a movie or to listen to a ballgame on the radio. When we do, we all huddle at one end of the living room, sharing a beanbag chair or flopping sideways onto the oversized chair that is just a foot from the tv screen. If Dad joins us, we grab the remote to add the subtitles so we can keep the volume down a bit but so he can still enjoy the movie with us.