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Originally posted by Indie_Superstar
We sang that verse at camp too!!! OMG.......just thinking about "Linger" reminds me of the last night of camp every year, when we'd always have a big closing campfire with the whole camp, and we'd start out singing really loud, fun, "action" songs, and then we'd do more mellow, sentimental songs at the end, and by the time the campfire was over, and we all went to get our snacks and go to bed, a LOT of people (including me!!!) would be crying. Oh, and there was also a candle-lighting ceremony in the chapel on either the last night, or the second-last night of camp, just for the older girls (senior--age 13--right up to the female counsellors and senior staff). Basically, people would get up and do songs and poems about camp, and friendship and other stuff like that, and then at the end, we'd each get a candle with a piece of gimp tied around it, the person at the front (a counsellor) would light her candle, and then pass the flame to the person next to her, and so on, until all our candles were lit. We were told that if the wax dripped, that meant we'd be back.....the year I was sixteen, it was my last year of Leadership, and I really wanted to be a counsellor the next year, but I didn't get hired, and I was really upset about it, as I'd been going to that camp since I was ten, and I had so many friends and memories there.....heck, I still have the paddle I decorated in my last year. But you know what? My candle wax dripped, so maybe I will go back someday, you never know.
Edited to add: I'm sorry for hijacking your thread with my pointless story, lol.
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We sang Linger at my GS camp as well. Our candlelight ceremony was really special too. It started with the camp director with only their candle lit and all the girls around the pool, and the camp director would read the first paragraph. After the first paragraph there was apause and the candlelight would be past from girl to girl. After the poem, the candles were left to float on the pool.
"a candle is but a simple thing
it starts with just a bit of string
yet dipped and dipped with patient hand
it gathers wax upon the strand
until complete and snowy white
it gives at last, a lovely light
life is so like that bit of string
each deed we do a simple thing
Yet day-by-day if on life's strand
We work with patient heart and hand
It gathers joy, makes dark days bright
And gives at last a lovely light."
I want to use that for final party SO FREAKING BADLY. The reason we used it at girl scout camp was to inspire the girls to become women. Even when I became a counselor, I cried every single time we had candlelight. Singing Taps and the camp song was always really really hard.