•    80% of her summertime clothing is in her tribe color or has the word Kamaji somewhere on it.
•    Being at home makes her campsick.
•    She insists that lullabies are not sung; instead they are the call of the loon or the clang of halyard on mast or the sound of whispering red pines swaying in a summer breeze.
•    She knows all the words to every Kamaji cabin and tribe song.
•    She sports a duct tape accessory and owns at least one feather boa in a primary color.
•    She can go “plug-less” for at least four weeks.
•    She can backstroke, sidestroke, forward sweep stroke, draw stroke, J-stroke, C-stroke or any combination of the aforementioned.
•    She insists that a ringing bell means it’s mealtime or someone’s made it to the top of the climbing wall.
•    Her real BFF is someone she’s lived with 24/7.
•    She can sing “It’s a Beautiful Day for a Ball Game”. . .and never been to a home game.
•    She has witnessed an eagle in flight and knows it is truly a wondrous sight.
•    She has canoed – and maybe even portaged – the mighty Mississippi.
•    She can sit quietly, reverently, respectfully for an hour-and-a-half without complaining or even fidgeting.
•    The only topic she feels worth debating is whether or not to add cheese before or after you cook a tinfoil dinner.
•    She uses tinfoil as a cooking utensil.
•    She tells you a salad bar is not a salad bar without pbj and bread.
•    She can only sing “Life of a Voyageur” as a rite of passage reserved solely for Pine Manor campers who have canoed the White Otter Wilderness Area.
•    She knows of a Bert and Phil who are not boys.
•    She’s “got the beat.”
•    Her toothpaste preference is brownies.
•    She’s painted or wanted to paint a pig.
•    She has ever been first in line for shucking corn.
•    She knows 50 ways to use a bandana.
•    She’s ever requested that Mike-with-a-head-like-a-ping-pong-ball sing “There is a House at Kamaji.”
•    Everything she owns has either her name or her initials on it.
•    Most of her stories start with “and then there was this one time at camp . . .”
•    For her, screaming and running at the same time is a coveted skill.
•    Only a select few know exactly what she means when she says: CIT, OD, hopper, clearer, gooey roll, flushie, JC, CIT, ACA, AED, CPR, WSI, O’Naug.
•    She’ll insist that Lodi and geocaching are synonymous with BUCKET!!
•    She tells the school nurse that drinking plenty of water and ringing the bell a-half-hour-later cures all ills.
•    She’s only been home for a few days and already thinking about next summer and what cabin she’ll live in.
•    She can shampoo and condition her hair, shower and shave her legs in less than five minutes.
•    She can walk dark forested paths at night without a flashlight.
•    She insists that only camp people give the best hugs.
•    She goes to school just to fill time between summers.
•    She has a camp set of clothes which includes a collection of outfits for all-camp evening programs as well as proper footwear.
•    She has no less than twenty mosquito bites in a square inch of skin.
•    She has a variety of CDs labelled “Camp Mix” – with most of the songs found on old Kamaji reunion videos.
•    While her classmates’ life goals are to go to medical school/law school, she aspires to be tribe leader or to at least get the flag in All-Camp Capture the Flag.
•    You have to routinely prevent her from shouting “Walk please!” or “Buddy Check!!” at random kids at the mall or from standing on the chairs in the Food Court.
•    She says that laughter, hiccups, sneezes, itching, and yawns are contagious.
•    She’s surprised to learn that “Corner of my Sky” is not a Kamaji-specific song.
•    She only wears skirts when kayaking.
•    She is disappointed to learn that one cannot major in “camp” at college.
•    She relates better to people 10 years younger or 10 years older than to her actual age group.
•    Someone tells her she’s “awkward” and she considers it a compliment
•    She saves anything and everything anyone at camp has ever made for her.
•    You and her “real-world” friends limit her to only five camp stories a day.
•    Her barter system relies on hugs, backrubs, and embroidery floss.
•    She longs for bug juice in winter.
•    She’s not home and never writes, telephones or emails for at least a month every summer.
•    Her primary method of diplomatic resolution is rock, paper, and scissors or horse n’ goggle.
•    Her tan lines are also her dirt lines.
•    The teachers know her as a camp person.
•    She asks someone for a favor and promises a friendship bracelet in return
•    She uses the expression “NCA” to abruptly end a conversation
•    Her Nalgene and close-toed shoes are more essential than her underwear.
•    Her year only has two seasons  – summer and not-summer.
•    One of her all time favorite reads is “Camp Kamaji Plumbing Rules.”
•    She knows all 753½  verses to “The Rattlin’ Bog.”
•    She’s written at least one paper about camp for a class.
•    She’s recites the camp address when someone asks where she lives.
•    She can only read at night with a flashlight under the bedcovers.
•    She thinks that dressing up involves any clothing other than pajama pants with a drawstring and a Kamaji tee.
•    Her idea of a status symbol is a Teva or Chako tan line.
•    She laments that her home/school friends “just don’t understand!”
•    When you take the last of the shared popcorn at the movies, she scolds “You kill it, you fill it!”
•    She orders “steak-on-a-stick” when out to dinner at a fancy restaurant.
•    She wraps masking tape around a stick.
•    She showers in flip-flops.
•    She considers being immersed in water (whether it be in the pool, a lake or running in the rain) as having bathed.
•    One of her camp highlights was when Mike Jay gave her a camp nickname.
•    On her 16th birthday she got to drive the camp golf cart.
•    She’d rather sail with her friends than chat on the “Imer”.
•    She owns Soffe shorts in almost every color.
•    She has a candle stuck in a wax-laden tag board holder and is planning to relight it on New Year’s Eve.
•    She screeches when someone says:  “You look like an Ishkaday”  (or a Waubun. . .or a Mundahmin. . .or a Metig . . . or a Geshig . . . or a Nanahtahga).
•    She asks for water without ice cubes.
•    She can burst into song about anything, anywhere, anytime!
•    There is a camp closet with camp duffle bags (and freshly washed linens and camp clothes already packed inside) somewhere in her house .
•    She has at least 15 pictures from the Staff Show – none of which turned out – but she puts them in a scrap book anyway.
•    She’s already planning what to wear for Tribe Day ‘09.
•    When you ask her how her day has been she exclaims “Boy-o-Boy, was that great!”
•    She can’t bring herself to cut off her wrist-ful of stringy friendship bracelets.
•    She knows exactly who would appreciate this list.
•    And, most importantly, she can tell you exactly how many days are left until Kamaji 2009 . . .