Monday, July 10, 2006
The truth about unicorns
We just returned from a week at Michigania, a one week family camp for University of Michigan alumni. One of the great things about the camp is its range of activities for youngsters. Aaron was able to spend his mornings with other 8 and 9 year old boys, and Elianna with other 5 and 6 year olds.
The nursery staff handles the 5's and 6's. They teach them songs, go on hikes, go swimming and boating, and engage in a bit of story-telling, including the legend of the sunken pirate ship in Lake Walloon (Ernest Hemingway once lived by the lake), and of the Michigania unicorn. Elianna soaked it all in. When we took her kayaking, she refused to go near the buried ship. When we crossed the bridge in to north camp, she told us of the unicorn's home. Aaron was skeptical.
Aaron: There's no such thing as a unicorn.
Elianna: Yes there is!
Aaron: No there isn't.
Elianna: Yes there is! I know everything about unicorns.
Aaron: ok, then, what do they eat?
Elianna: They eat unicorn food!