It was somewhere that "Grandma" and I had always wanted to go by canoe. We learned how to sex bullfrogs by the size of their eardrum.
At night it was time for something called "S'mores".
It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.
—Anne Frank