Wohelo Archives

Wohelo is a camp with over 100 years of history, tradition, and memories. The website is a great way to share that. Look for changes here over the next year and e-mail if there is something you think should be here.

A collection of thoughts put together by alumnae at our 100th summer celebration.

You Know She’s A Wohelo Girl If….

She sings at meals.

She licks her plate whenever she’s served blueberry pie.

She thinks a perfectly wonderful evening meal is peanut butter and
jelly sandwiches served al fresco

With all kinds of choices available, she still always buys a red
bathing suit.

Whenever you light a fire in the fireplace, she breaks into singing
“Burn, fire, Burn..”

Whenever you have trouble lighting a fire, she insists she can do it
better with rubbing sticks.

She thinks all those golden oldies and college tunes were stolen from
camp songs.

She calls anyone named Davis, Sivad.

Her summer wardrobe isn’t complete without a blue and white t-shirt.

She has on her resume that she is a “Trusted Girl.”

She is proud to proclaim she is a Frog, Gypsy, Witch or just Ordinary.

When hiking with her, she negotiates rocks like a mountain goat.

When you go for a romantic canoe ride, she insists on bringing along
her own paddle and then breaks into calisthenics.

She doesn’t tolerate anyone who can’t do a proper “j” stroke.

She cleans her pots and pans with sand.

She can see in the dark, but for good measure always carries a
flashlight.

Her clothes all have nametapes in them.

She uses a bowline to wrap up her Christmas packages.

She weaves her own placemats, and claims she can make silver jewelry.

She draws people with triangular heads.

Her children need to make emergency stops to go to the teba.

She decorates her home with orange crates.

She’s still taking morning skinny dips at age 65, neighbors or not.

The one prayer she knows by heart starts with “How precious also…”

She can always find the North Star.

She always wants to paddle stern.

Whenever she hears a song her arm starts moving in a strange fashion.

She knows how to stop a toilet from running by using a coat hanger.

She thinks anyone who’s been to camp for only one or two weeks hasn’t
REALLY been to camp.

Her idea of make-up is Chapstick.

Her mentors have funny Indian names, like Hiiteni and Timanous.

When the graduating seniors march in to “Pomp & Circumstance,” she is
signing “He hath welded a symbol.”

She will always tell you that the best thing that ever happened to
her was going to Wohelo.