Package to the Camp

When I was a child my parents never took me along with them for a trip. And every year I spent my summer holiday in Idaho with my grandparents. I love them very much, but it is very boring to play dominoes, to work in the garden and listen to the stories of their youth. Once I convinced them to send me to the camp. There should be more interesting than in Idaho with my grandparents. I hoped to spend a wonderful summer and to meet new friends. That to make a good impression I asked my mother to buy me some new and fashionable clothes and shoes. I wanted to be the most beautiful there.

When the time to package my stuff came, I went to the closet for my suitcase, but when I saw it I was terrible. It was shabby, seedy and lost its colour. In general it looked disgusting. When I went to the grandparents I didn’t mentioned how it was old. But I was going to the camp. I couldn’t pack all my stuff in such bag. I insistently asked my mother to buy me a new tote bag, but she refused. She said that they hadn’t spare money. I was very disappointed. I even wanted to stay at home, not to go to the camp. But my mother said that it is my whim and package my stuff with herself and sent to the camp. I felt very embarrassed with such suitcase. But to my surprise, nobody even paid attention to it.

There I had a great time in the camp. I met new good friends. And on the next summer holiday I went there again.