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st ey on August Camp r Volume 4 e Issue 1 G August , 2011 Breakfast Club By: Sassy Mednikow The other day I interviewed Jimboy about Breakfast G e Club. Did you know that Breakfast Club is based on a t a radio show that Jimdaddy listened to? It’s true! zet Jimboy always gets to help with the short stories. Spotlight: Ali Glaser Does he think Breakfast Club is fun? “Yeah, it’s a lot of fun!” Jimboy said. The " rst year Jimdaddy did By: Maddie Maradik Breakfast Club he didn’t have a song. The next year, a lady named Mary McConnell, who plays piano in Ali Glaser is a counselor the recordings, said, “You need a song!” So she made at Camp Greystone. one up and we still use it today! The importance of She was born in Nixa, Breakfast Club is that it has a good lesson and it’s Missouri and this is her nice to start a day with a laugh. Jimboy says, “The " rst year at Greystone. short story is my favorite part!” His favorite short She is 20 years old and story is the “hambush” joke. He hasn’t told it yet at she is the youngest of August Camp. That is the history of Breakfast Club, if all her siblings (she has you want to learn more, talk to Jimboy! 5 of them!). She has a dog named Oreo and if she could have one superpower it would be invisibility so she can sneak into concerts! She LOVES Jesus and her favorite Bible verse is 1 Thesalonians 5:16-18. Ali Won the Miss Missouri International and she is going to try to win Miss America. She says,”Whatever God’s plan is, it is going to be on his right timing,” in regard to Miss America. If you see her, wish her luck! “Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6 Greystone Sensory A Glimpse of Greystone Vines By: Schuyler Guare By: Sassy Mednirow I hear the splash of a dive. As I watch a clean cut dive slice through the I was walking on the upper road and I saw the water, vines like I’d never seen them before. Like it and smell the horses from Apple Hill barn, was a race to the top or a cursor on a computer I can feel the hot smooth rocks beneath my screen. So next time you see vines, don’t look at feet. them like vines. Look at them a di# erent way. I can see high ropes in the distance and hear the muted screams of happiness. I feel at home and happy. I feel the way you can only feel at Greystone. Greystone World By: Caroline Harris As I was walking around Greystone I smelled the grass on a brisk day. I heard the swift screams of the blobbers having a great time and I felt the cool breeze going through my hair. I saw the grey fog rolling down the mountains and I heard the chains of the people swinging. I also smelled the horses galloping up Apple Hill and saw the middle school girls playing lacrosse. The Best of Greystone The Beauty of Greystone By: Mary Puryear By: Ansley Ivey I watch the glistening lake and feel a gentle breeze. The lake is so still and it seems to be glass. The As I was sitting on the chairs by Lake Edith, whispers of the lake are comforting. Yellow kayaks I could smell the grass beneath my feet and I glide across the water. I feel soft tufts of grass could hear the horses running around. I could between my toes. I watch the $ ag ripple in the feel the grass touching my feet and the cool wind. It’s pole standing proud and tall. As I near the breeze. I could hear music in the distance, the putting range, I smell freshly mowed grass. The trees blob screamers, and the horses practicing their leafy canopies tower above me. No place has ever jumps. Finally I could see the lake, the $ ag pole, felt so peaceful with faint music in the background the blobbers, the tennis courts, and the majestic and mu% ed laughs. Camp Greystone has a magical mountains. What a wonderful place to be. feel to it. Gazette Writing Moments of Paradise Beautiful Greystone By: Maddie Maradik By: Caroline Hill When I am at Greystone I can feel the crinkly I feel rocks under my feet. I see the waterpark. I grass touching my feet and the wind blowing also see people kayaking, some in a hurry. I feel the past me. I can hear the wind bustling the great breeze. I see the salamanders crawling on the trees, the horses’ hooves making a clopping rocks and some on the trees. I smell the beautiful sound while they gracefully hit the ground. I $ owers on the trees. I hear the horses hooves hitting can feel the cold metal on the swing set. I can the gravel. I smell the lake water and hear people see horses on the road while bird feathers hit scream with glee. You probably will not hear, see, the ground delicately. In the distance, I can feel, or smell any of these things anywhere but see people on boats and hear the laughter of Greystone. people at waterpark. I see a lizard climbing up a tree and I can smell all the plants around me and the wood, but I can only sense these things at Greystone The Wonderful Things about Greystone By: Michelle Buccini I see gray and white feathers on the grass. I see the beautiful $ ag swaying in the air. I feel the cool breeze, and the shade of a nice big tree. I hear the faint sounds of ri$ ery, and the screams from waterpark. I see bees near $ owers and a white rock. I feel beautiful, calm, and happy here at Camp Greystone. The Sweet Greystone Day By: Elizabeth Sapp I see horses as they trot down the lower road. I feel the clean cut grass between my Senses of Greystone toes. I feel the nice breeze as I walk to the edge of calm Lake Edith. As I hear screams By: Kingsley Cortes from waterpark and see girls kayaking, there are still the tree-covered mountains. I walk As I see the $ ag waving in the wind, the on and see girls swinging, I hear the sound beauty of the mountains overcomes me. The of girls playing sports and see the candy breeze rustling the trees cools me from the shop ready for tonight. As I walk past the scorching sun glistening on the lake. I listen mulch and up the rocky stairs, I seem to see to the birds chirrping, and the screams of a salamander scurrying across some rocks. I girls on the blob. As I walk with the sound of smell the scent of leaves and it is all in great the pebbles under my feet I see the smiles of Greystone. girls everywhere I go. These smiles a person can only " nd at one place, Greystone. Greystone Greystone My Time Here at Greystone By: Kate Glenn By: Anna Carroll G-reen grass swishes as the magni" cent I see the horses trotting along the rocky road soccer players kick the ball. with the smell and sound trailing behind. Sitting on the porch, I hear the screams of happy little girls from waterpark. The ri$ ery -iders roam through the mountains as they R shots explode my eardrums, while the smell enjoy the nice breeze. of the $ owers " ll my nostrils. I hear all the dogs barking on a walk, running on the trail. E-dith swishes like the $ ag. I see the wonderful landscape of Greystone blazing before my eyes! Y-ellow daisies blow right through my nose. S-mell the delish food waiting for you in the dining hall. T-o your cozy tentalow, bungalow, or cabin. O-h everything is so friendly here at Greystone. N-othing is ever quiet at Waterpark. The Places of Greystone By: Schuyler Guare E-verything is so great at Greystone. There are many places to love but Greystone is special. Senses of Greystone Here, we have the Shepherd’s Gazebo when we have prayer warriors. By: Victoria Kelley The Dining Hall where we sing. As I began my journey, I see the $ ag waving back The Pavillion, and forth. Watching the ripples everywhere in the EP’s hangout water of Lake Edith. Looking down, I see and smell Lake Edith, the fresh cut grass. I gaze at the swings, watching and many more places to love. them move back and forth as if children were playing in them. My stomach turns upside down when I hear a scream, then I realize that girls are on the blob. I look up at the trees and see the braches Waterpark swaying as the wind goes through them. Suddenly, a wonderful sound goes through my head, its the By: Katy Thompson birds chirping. I reach down to feel the mulch’s hardness. And these are the senses of Greystone. Slide. I can hear the water splashing, people screaming and laughing. I can hear people saying “You can go now”. The end. Gazette Spotlight: Caroline Mullen Spotlight: Kay Stogner By: Caroline Hill By: Mary Puryear Today I interviwed one of the hostesses, Kay runs the Greystone Gazette. She also Caroline Mullen.

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