Camp Nawakwa - Yearbook (Biglerville, PA)

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S I l-- lf' N,f5f,, , ,, .., Senior High School Boys CUIHP irhis gras tht: fill 'lilly fl, i 'i' it pounced on Camp Xzuvztkwzt, am-I if--2 L inhibition in the hunch. General George :tml l':txtur l.t-3 were on hand to tuck them int-1 ht'-E Y' I first night. The following vxvtlltttli li . were put into the hzmtts uf t-qtpzti-lf hxttf. sitters, counselors to you. Throughout the two-wt-ek pt-xi--t Nw ture treated the campers with mzmy Nunn-- days. As a result uf this tim- wtgtthtt Upper Temple llillsirh-H. 'I'ht- llittwlt speakers were: Rev. Szml, lim. I-'Ut-itat: Rev. MyCl'S, Rev. lltM'IlSllIlt', 'lk-ft llwl tu-so Rev. Otterhein, Rev. XX':tytn'itgltt, lim Reinberger, Rev. tfunrml. Rev. lint. heimer, Miss Viola llietrit-lt, Rt-xp 51-wg Rev. Bermcm, :mtl Rev. Zumhrtm. l Ed Quade, it newroxm-r tt, Sthi-tt Boys Camp server! on the Night! lhtitw- Committee. One of the m-w igzum-N thipit Ed mtroflueefl was Intriigut- whith was really true to its mum- X hip vp! teh was created hv the l.tlllt'XX lt't! trtl..- . they vvon the Svvinuning' Nlt-vt: twtmlm tt-Atl by HJHHH V11 llv. Ill tllll i ' l1,'L,'t'llIIlll. Straw .. Were rznst-cl hy them :ts tht-x vgtpttttt-tl th. lfraclc Meet. lt was ntigiltlv ftgttlt gU..tm.l f I I r- -F. K. -' 'i tlv cizunp :ts they plnyt-cl ltttwutzttitmgul Stix In tic mmhtmt tht how pntwttl l,....1 .l.g.. f Slltbw llIt'lllSt'lVt'w. lu lu' ggutnl gggttltgtlg- ...I let'tm's Hll tht- tniyght ut' tht' -.1 gut-It -. , N t, u limit Stunt might win-4 um- tit tht- IW-.1 .t,t, um, they Were able to l't't'eivt' iltxpirlttie-tt tt-ist: es, for ll it :1 :mm was tmttul 'I'lt.t .tht all

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X Wm Q , -Q .M lg is fffx. in . ,K Hn., 'Ms hu. 'wi ,,, in-I U mu. E 9 '-Q LN, UU, 'lm pq sr- l i'ur'Iwolc 7 Disc Data-Nawakwa Style Un your mark, get set, and we're off- whirling around the world of discs to see just what was at First Senior Girls Camp. . . . First stop on our whirl is at the ollice to hear the typewriter's musical statistics-9.200 Girls or As if I Didn't llave Iinough on My Mind. Also popular with the oiliee set is Jeannie With the Light Brown Hair. A hop, skip, and a jump and we are at the Doghouse where Reinberger is waxing SZIIIIIIICVS retrieved fountain pen with Shaheen's red shirt and Moyer is trying to Get Used to It All. An- other popular tune at the Doghouse was The South IVas Never Like This. Now down to the kitchen where the K.P. girls and boys are eating lunch to the tune of the Dishwater Blues while the boys are still singing, I'll Walk Alone -even though it is Senior Girls Camp. Speaking of the camp in general, the hrst on the Hit Parade was Little Red Caboose with Ira's rendition of Star- dust running a close second. The swing and slam of Spike Jones and his company of inspectors also drew quite a number of votes. Our newspaper editor, Rooty Toot Rischer kept us in tune to some other disc data 3 that counselors sang their cabins to sleep, that VVally's nomination at the mock presidential convention pleased so many of the group, that everyone wel- comed the extra long study hour, that Berkheimer played softball on the faculty team while campers sat on the sidelines under umbrellas, that August 4 was the coldest in many yearsg that Mrs. Alex- ander's brains popped up so prettily at each side of her headg that Mrs. Fischer's class in Young People's Relationships was a big favorite. A one-night stand of great popularity was the mysterious ditty, Bringing Home the Bacon. Also in the spotlight was Ted Horner and his golden arm, Ruthie and her ping-pong game, Mimi and her Scotch elephants, and Bertie and the aquacade. Still farther on our journey we hear a quiet voice saying a few lines from John Oxenham's poem, Kneel Always Wheii You Light a Fire, and we are at Coun- cil Circle. An impressive Fellowship Cere- mony, and the final council with the awards all leave memories of a too short camp period. Finally a hill-top violin calls us to Up- per Temple where our journey ends and begins. Camp is over, but the challenge of Christian leadership forever echoes on our disc. , .1 V Nazi ,Q l The farmhouse A Junior Boy Writes Home Dear Mom, You were right. This is a wonderful place. Now that it's almost time to come home I wish I could stay. I've learned to know so many swell fellows, and every- body is so friendly. We do lots of things here in one day. Every morning we go out under the trees with our counselor and have morning watch. After breakfast we clean up. You will be surprised to see how I can make a bed. We have four inspectors. They take off points if our cabin isn't clean. VVe have classes here, too. It sounds like school but it isn't like school. One of our classes is Working for Jesus. We learn about things to do at home and Sunday School and how we can be better boys. We have Nature Study too. We learn about how God made all things and how we can find God in nature. In crafts we make things. I made something for you but I won't tell you what it is. The meals here are. wonderful. We get all we want to eat and that's a lot be- cause we really get hungry around here. Every afternoon we play games and go swimming. I'm going to pass my Be- ginners' test and I didn't even know how to swim when I came. One of the things I like is Hillside in the evenings. We go up the hill to Upper Temple for a service, and one of the leaders talks to us. They always talk so that we can understand it. In the evenings we have more fun. I wish you could have seen our funny stunts. I hope I can come back next year, and I'll want to bring Joe along, too. I'll see you on Monday. Your loving son, Jimmy

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-- 'X 'B ll if an-P1 ,.,,. .ew 4. , 1 W f-. , all ' - an 42 if 1-41 H ,M r , P s Q M4 -1' A +0 i's'iIl'f'UU!i' 9 SUUIHIII Senior Girls g 1048-R, please .... Ilello, Binky, I'm home lrom Nawakwa ..... lt was perfect, except lor yourtnot being there. Wlicii do you get out ol quarantine? . . . Good! i . . . XYcll, what shall I tell you hrst? . . . No. Canada wasn't there this year, but Dr. Cloudburst Mumper and lguise Os- car .l-leckman were, and the IQ.P.s were as popular as ever. Miss Grove was back and spoke for Hillside. Of course Mrs. .-Xlcxander was there. She wore her head- band in perky little bows, and before long a number of other people were copying the new style. Pastor Berkheimer kept us all in line, and believe me, Binky, when he says, Hop, everyone does .... The highspot was the anniversary program. As the weather was perfect that Sunday, the service was held outdoors, on the shutileboard court. Lots of people came back. Did you hear the broadcast? . . . There were sixteen girls in the graduating class. It was called the Pioneer Class and Chaplain Marshall Brenneman gave a marvelous talk for their commencement. As a gift to the camp the class presented lovely altar vases .... Vtfe had a new game one night-a flashlight relay. The lights were all turned out for this and was I scared! Stunt night was good too. The Susquehanna tribe won first place with a tombstone scene. The epitaphs were all about camp people. One was about XVallie Ca K.P.D who wore Mimi's kilt CMimi's the Scottish girl who coun- seledl and supposedly died of pneumonia The lines were all clever jingles. Shaw-- nees put on a radio show and Billy Berkheimer took part in it. The Connies put on a reminiscence of early camp days. . . . No, I was a Tuskie, a Tuscarora, M other and daughter leaders Twins that tribe was new this year and we came out ahead in several things. Other nights' doings? . . . Well, one night, Alberta Holt- zinger, who was in charge of the pool and games this year, staged an aquacade which was amazingly good considering how little preparation we made for it. There was a moonlight swim one night-with the novel feature of a peanut scramble in the pool. And on another night, when cabin parties were rained out, we ate a picnic supper in the mess hall and had impromptu stunts from every cabin. It was fun! Rain came frequently but didn't spoil the fun. On the last Sunday morning we had a terrible cloudburst, which Hooded the as- sembly to such an extent that two bare- footed campers had to sweep water out before we could leave. We teased Dr. Mumper about having caused the deluge by singing his I Need Such a Cloud- burstf' song. Oh, by the way, he and Luise I-Ieckman were awarded diamond keys at the Fellowship Service, which was as inspiring as ever. I-Iillsides were unusual this year. One night the Drama Club presented a play, another night some campers dramatized I Would Be True and we saw the movie My Name Is I-Ian -a splendid presentation of condi- tions and needs in China. One night we went to Fischer Chapel, another time we had a starlight service at Upper Temple. Mary Laird's talk was a reminiscence about twenty years agog and another eve- ning the camp nurse, Mildred Ernst, who leaves in September to nurse in India, spoke .... The most popular song this year was one about A Little Red Caboose Behind the Train. I'll teach it to you. Oh, Mother says I'd better hang up now. I'll call you later, for there's lots more to tell. The inspection stunts were good, especially Santa Claus Tabor with his gifts and slipping pillow, and Mimi's Old Woman Who Swallowed a Fly story. 'Bye l'lOW.