Oh! The drama!

​ When I was in my early 20's, I worked for 3 summers at a girl scout camp on the mountain above Elizabethton, Tennessee.  It was always cold on that mountain.  Hence I slept in my Daddy's long handle underwear.  I also had several heavy blankets on my bed.  

We slept in iron beds in huge tents with wooden floors and canvas sides that we could roll up and down.  We didn't sleep in the tents with our girls, which was a blessing!  The counselors had our own tent.  There were 3 of us in my tent.

It seemed to rain every night in camp Sky-Wa-Mo  (Sky, Water, Mountain) and this particular night was no exception.  It was not only raining cats and dogs, it was thundering and lightening.  

Anyone who has ever worked with girls, probably knows that there is always a "drama queen". This week was no exception.  We did indeed have a drama queen.  

All our girls were safely in their tents for the night.  Their tents were just like ours...large with wooden floors.  I had just climbed into bed when a girl from the tent right above ours came running down the hill.  She yelled "Emily's bed is halfway out of our tent and hanging out in the rain with her in it!"  I looked up the hill and sure enough, there hung Emily...in her bed...in the pouring down rain.

I looked at her, then calmly turned to the messenger and said "tell Emily to either move her bed back into the tent or sleep in the rain all night.  I'm going to bed."  And I did.

Never ask someone else to do for you what you can do yourself.  If you don't want to, then sleep in the rain all night.