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Thursday
Aug262010

Camp Bell

The bell tolls a rhythm to our day of simplicity and sustenance and sound. 

It signals when to wake and when the day's entertainment ends. It calls families to eat, to play, to swim and rest. Children race to clang the bell and gripe when they miss the chance. "I've been here three years and only got to ring it once," snorted one boy, hot with indignation and bruised pride.

The bell rings again, regardless of who pulls the ropes. 

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