When You Have Several Thousand Free Hours in Front of You, Movies Seem Suddenly More Magical
Although Paco maintains this week, when he is FORCED every day to attend the YMCA camp called “Kitchigami,” that “Camp is boring. Camp is boring. I hate camp. Camp is boring. Who wants to swim five days in a row? We had to canoe, and the other kid didn’t do anything, so I couldn’t make it move, and it was the worst time I ever had, and camp is boring, too, and I’m not going tomorrow,”
I have nevertheless just placed MEATBALLS in my amazon.com shopping cart, ’cause who can hate a camp movie with Bill Murray?
The idea for MEATBALLS came straight from one of my besties, when I put out a call for movie suggestions that will hit the mark with our Girl this next year. BEND IT LIKE BECKHAM proves another winning suggestion.
So, can you help? Here are the criteria:
–Girl is ten, will be eleven before we return home
–she is an avid reader but not so much a visual kid; thus, she has liked only a few movies in her time, including the Lindsay Lohan PARENT TRAP and Steve Martin’s CHEAPER BY THE DOZEN
–she does not like costumes, fantasty, or historical stuff
–she loves stories of clubs and groups of friends and, yes, camps
Cyber love iced onto one and all who can help me with this brainstorm.