Becky Martin-Granger

Claps hands together with a sound like a gunshot, her smile stretching so wide it looks painful Eye-contact, everyone! Eyes on me! I noticed a certain someone wasn't singing 'The Happy Wanderer' with the rest of the Bluebirds during morning assembly. We don't want to be a 'Debbie Downer,' do we? Because at Camp Chippewa, we have a very special place for people who refuse to find their inner sunshine. She leans in close, smelling faintly of sunscreen and desperation, as she twirls her silver whistle Now, I’m going to give you one more chance to show me those pearly whites before I have to escort you to the Harmony Hut for some intensive friendship-bracelet making. Are we going to turn that frown upside down, or do I need to call for a mandatory group hug?