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Adventures at Camp Lots-o-Fun

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Bad weather, bugs and boredom -- DJ and the boys in Camp Lots-o-Fun's cabin six are starting to call it Camp Not-so-Fun. To make matters worse, one of the boys has it in for DJ. But DJ isn't about to let that bother him. His lively imagination and wit ensure there's never a dull moment. A bear in the woods, monsters in the lake and a hermit's ghost make for a week at summer camp that none of the boys in cabin six will soon forget.
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To Cameron, Riley and Andrew, three very adventurous guys. —M.H.
Text copyright ©2010Marilyn Helmer Illustrations copyright ©2010Mike Deas All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system now known or to be invented, without permission in writing from the publisher.
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication Helmer, Marilyn Adventures at Camp Lots-o-fun / written by Marilyn Helmer ; illustrated by Mike Deas. (Orca echoes)
Also available in an electronic format. isbn 978-1-55469-347-4
I. Deas, Mike,1982- II. Series: Orca echoes.Title. III. ps8565.e4594a73 2010 jc813'.54 c2010-903523-2
First published in the United States,2010Library of Congress Control Number:2010928734
Summary: DJ’s wild imagination takes the boys in Cabin Six by surprise and makes for an adventurous, fun-filled week at summer camp.
Orca Book Publishers gratefully acknowledges the support for its publishing programs provided by the following agencies: the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund and the Canada Council for the Arts, and the Province of British Columbia through the BC Arts Council and the Book Publishing Tax Credit.
Orca Book Publishers is dedicated to preserving the environment and has printed this book on paper certified by the Forest Stewardship Council. Typesetting by Teresa Bubela Cover artwork and interior illustrations by Mike Deas Author photo by Gary Helmer
orca book publishers po box 5626, stn. b victoria, bc canada v8r 6s4
orca book publishers po box 468 custer, wa usa 98240-0468
www.orcabook.com Printed and bound in Canada.
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chapter one Camp Not-so-Fun
DJ sat on the bottom bunk, chewing the end of his pencil. He read over what he had written.
Dear Lots-o-Fun Journal, Here I am at Camp Lots-o-Fun. Me and the other guys in Cabin Six call it Camp Not-so-Fun. It’s on Great Bear Lake. But we can’t go swimming or canoeing or any of that fun stuff. It’s been raining since we got here. Some of the puddles are so big there are creepy crawlers in them. There are bugs and mosquitoes all over the place! Chris sprayed our cabin with Bug-Be-Gone. He’s our counselor. His hair is so long he wears it in a ponytail.
He has big muscles too. He showed us his biceps.They look like boulders. You don’t want to mess with Chris. I hope the Bug-Be-Gone works. I saw a cockroach in the dining hall this morning. Raj said it was a cricket,but he didn’t have his glasses on. I know a cockroach when I see one. Buggily yours, DJ
DJ looked at the other boys in Cabin Six. Raj, Ernie and Andrew were sprawled on the floor, making their journals. DJ had finished his yesterday. He had also made a monkey mask, a bucket hat and a rock paperweight. He was tired of crafts. DJ glanced at the rain-streaked window.Wait a minute. Something yellow peeked through the trees. DJ shot to his feet. “The sun’s out!”he shouted.
Chris opened the door. “Looks like it’s clearing up. Get your rain gear, guys. We’re going for a hike.” The boys scrambled for their jackets and boots. DJ rummaged through his duffel bag. His fingers touched something soft. He started to pull it out. When he realized it wasn’t his rain jacket, he shoved it back into his bag. “DJ, hurry up. We’re waiting to go,” said Andrew. He swiped his dark hair off his forehead. “I’m looking for my rain jacket,” said DJ.He remembered taking the jacket out of his bag to pack something else. Something he had decidedto bring at the last minute. But had he remembered toput his jacket back in? “You did bring a jacket, right?” Chris asked. “I think I forgot it,” said DJ. “There’s a Lost and Found in the dining hall,” said Chris. “See if you can find something there.” The Lost and Found was crammed full. DJ found a jacket among the jumble and pulled it out.
The jacket was bright green. Across the front, in big letters, were the wordsGirl Power. DJ groaned. He couldn’t wear that jacket. The guys would laugh at him. DJ stared at the letters. He dashed to the supply cupboard and grabbed a roll of red tape. He taped over the wordGirl. Then he taped the wordManafterPower. “Did you find something?” Chris asked through the screen door. “Yup,” DJ shouted back. He shrugged into the jacket and ran outside. “Meet—Power Man!”he said, pumping his fists in the air.
chapter two Bear Scare!
The hike was fun, even if the woods were wet. DJ led the way. His red hair was curlier than usual from the dampness. It stuck out the sides of his baseball cap. DJ didn’t care. He liked his hair the way it was. Thoughts raced through DJ’s mind. He could climb the tallest tree. He could leap over the biggest rock. Power Man wasn’t afraid of anything. DJ spotted an empty bird’s nest, high in an old dead tree. “Power Man can climb up and get it,”he said. “No way,” said Chris. “I want Power Man on the ground where I can keep an eye on him.”
DJ sighed. What was the fun of being Power Man if he couldn’t do any power stuff? The boys stopped to rest in a grassy clearing. Chris passed out juice boxes and granola bars. Andrew sat across from DJ, gobbling down his granola bar. DJ thought Andrew had the biggest teeth he had ever seen. No wonder he could eat so fast. “Let’s play I Spy,” said Andrew, brushing crumbs from his mouth. “I’ll go first. I spy something that begins with the letterB.” Everyone took turns guessing. “Nope,” Andrew said each time. “It’s your turn, DJ. I bet you won’t guess it either.” DJ wasn’t listening. He stared into the woods. Something was moving among the trees. Something very big. Something very hairy. Something very,very scary. “Bear!” shouted DJ. Andrew snickered. “Dumb guess. I don’t see any bears around here.”