Death camps

1.1 million. That is the number of people exterminated by the Nazi regime of Adolph Hitler at Auschwitz-Birkenau death camp between 1940-45. (Auschwitz-Birkenau museum online) The raw number itself absolutely staggering, too large for any human being to wrap their minds around. It is a large enough number to inspire skepticism, disbelief, and outrage. To this day, decades after the fact, there are still those who deny that any of it ever happened because the numbers are just too big. It is better

Executive Summary Camp Happy Valley is a summer day camp which is located in London, Ontario. It formed in 1965, and as a not-for-profit organization. Camp Happy Valley engages in create a positive and safe atmosphere for children to increase their experience. Sue Johnson is the director of this camp and work for hiring the super staff team. Adam Cameron is the programmer for Happy Valley. The process of hiring and training staff was low efficiency, and the camp’s morale was depressed. Camp Happy Valley

Veteran Interview      My grandfather, Larry, served in WWII. He enlisted and stationed at Camp Polk. He went through places like New Guinea and the Philippines during the war.      When I asked him if he experienced any combat he said; “yes, I experienced some combat. But most of the time I spent in combat was in a tank. Not too much action there.”      A typical day in my grandfathers’ life at the time was to wake up at the crack of dawn and get ready for a full day of combat, well at

I, Noah A. King, am about to walk into the famous James D. Thorne Grand Ballroom with my friends Nathan and Grace. Crowds of people on both sides cheering to the top of their lungs. Things look glorified now but, things weren’t always like this. First let me introduce myself, I am Noah “Andy” King and I am 16 years old. I have been classified as a very “wired” kid but, my mother always told me “People just don’t get your way of thinking of things in life.” I have all way haven’t fit in with the crowd

Next I got up and went into the woods to search for the group of Americans that I was here fighting with.We had a contingency plan of where we were going to go if we had lost and needed to retreat. I went out looking for our camp since we had all had to remember where the camp was. I had walked for two or three miles and then night fell. I had just sat down and leaned up against a tree about to go to sleep when I saw a light coming my way. I watched it a minute and I saw that it was one of the American

commenced causing most of this drama with the British. Before we arrived at camp we had victories in Princeton and Trenton, demonstrating that we can win this war. Then in 1776, our Declaration of Independence had started to be written. Before I left to the war, my home was quartered or taken over by the British. I knew that I had to leave my family to help support them. In the year 1777 our army marched into the Valley Forge camp, home for me and my fellow men for 9 months. We ate, slept, and trained

Florida, but it’s worth the commute. I am a camp counselor at an equestrian camp and all my campers are the lights of my life. The weather here in Florida isn’t great but it’s mostly manageable. I am the counselor for group “1A” which is the youngest group of kids. I adore my campers, each one is different in their own special way and they each have a unique way of making me smile. I love walking through the glass doors, into the “clubhouse” of the camp. The floors were hardwood and, despite being

Precariously crouched over the bowl armed with latex gloves and a “99% bactericidal” agent, I turned my head away with a grimace as I settled the brush in the first toilet and began to clean. I had used these toilets countless times during previous summers at camp, always failing to appreciate their hygiene. That evening, I curiously Googled “How many germs are on a toilet seat?” only to discover it was enough that the 1% remaining after my thorough cleaning might only laugh at my diligence. Curious to learn

literature story of particular interest and young boys. It follows a 13 year-old boy named Danny Walker. Danny is a basketball player who is attending an elite basketball camp called “Right Way” in Maine during the summer. Danny is a very good basketball player but there is a small problem, he is really small. Now he is going to the camp to find out will his lack of height prevent him from playing with the big boys. Danny live in Middletown, Long Island with his parents, Richie and Ali Walker, who have

Samantha Young and her mom Rebecca Young never saw eye to eye. Her mom planned on breaking the news to her that she will attend a summer camp that summer. It was almost the end of the spring semester and Samantha would soon be on summer vacation from school. The last day of the semester and she came from school, Samantha dashed through the mahogany double front door of their house and ran up the steep stairs heading towards her room. From her bedroom there was a loud screeching sound from Samantha