One girl was 13 years old, Attitude with a capital A, and hard as nails from a life just as hard. Because she came from an environment where she needed to keep up her stoicism for her survival and after two weeks at camp (and a lot of serious attitude problems), she let her guard down and became a kid for a few days. From the self described area of San Francisco called the 'Dog Pound' to the Mendocino Redwood Forest, on her last night she asked me to come tuck her into bed and sing her to sleep.

Sonja | UK