Shalom Galil Parents. Yesterday the entire machaneh (camp) went out of Galil and hit the road. First we went to a restaurant specially reserved just for us. The food was good, and many conversations debated its relative merit compared against our own brilliant chefs back at Galil. Afterwards we hit the buses again, and while singing camp songs, drove up to Quakertown.
We all watched Ratatouille together, a movie featuring a tiny mouse with big dreams. The movie resonated with all the kids, despite their age differences. Younger kids enjoyed the slapstick comedy of a mouse driving a young chef around by his hair, while older kids liked the love story and the suspense. I was particularly fond of the misanthropic food critic.
After the movie we left the theater to watch fireworks in celebration of Independence Day. We ate genuine homemade caramel popcorn and danced in the light rain. Then we boarded our buses, headed back to Galil, and, tired as can be, enjoyed a good night’s sleep.

L’Hitraot,

Nora v’ Dusty