In the summer between 5th and 6th grades, my parents took us to Aspen Grove. We enjoyed a week at the LDS camp in the mountains above Provo, Utah. During the day the children would be in programs with activities to wear us out. At night we ate in the cafeteria with everyone and slept in rustic A-frames. It was a dream to a pre-teen. I had the time of my life.
I learned to play volleyball and thanks to some perfect strangers, I could serve overhand. When we returned to Escondido, my parents sent me to a new school. Suddenly, I had athletic ability. It was a rebirth. From then on, I played every sport for three years.
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