I have lovely memories of pool parties in early high school. Our apartment building had an outdoor pool which did us 0 good through long Montreal winters. But then April would arrive and then May and then finally it would open and I would spend chunks of the summer pretending that I could tan when in fact I was protecting myself from a burn. Oh and daydreaming about James Bond movie shoots and Jaws...
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| So the lovely Camp Oakville crew let us take over their trampoline |
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| and swimming pool |
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| Their dog was highly concerned for the girls and had to be consoled by being allowed to float alongside them. |
There was ice cream and a cake and lemonade. And we stayed so late that we had some pasta and salad too. What a lovely way to mark the last week of school!
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