Dream 029 – summer camp, Aiden, volleyball

This one was me, but it’s not my life. It’s nice to have some variety in my dream world! Now, I don’t know anyone named Aiden, so this person in my dream is a mystery to me.

*start of dream*

I’m standing in a corridor with lots of little kids. There are a few other adults around. I’m a camp counsellor. We are getting the kids organized. Finally, they’re off to their next activity! Now I have to go upstairs. I walk down the hallway and find the staircase. I walk up one level and enter into a room that could be a gymnasium.

Kids and adults are everywhere. It must be parents’ day. I’m making my way through the crowds when a short boy with dark hair runs right into me and falls to the ground, knocking his forehead on the floor. His mother rushes to his side to check on him. He’s crying but ok. The mother turns to me and starts to yell. I’m the adult, she says, so I should be watching out for kids in every direction. I holler back at her. I don’t recall exactly what was said, but it was sarcastic and it shut her up.

I continue through the crowd and enter a wide hallway with a large staircase heading downstairs towards a large door. I meet up with a fellow camp counsellor. He’s wearing a name badge around his neck, so I know his name is Aiden. We’re both on break, so we decide to head down the stairs and outside to the camp counsellors' area.

Outside, the weather is perfect. We’re close to a lake where children are swimming in a roped off area. Other stations for kids to play are set-up around this picturesque property. Aiden and I go into the camp counsellor area and we find a volleyball. We start passing it around with the other camp counsellors. Someone hits it really hard and the ball goes soaring over a fence and is heading for the lake. I yell “splash!” just as it hits the water.

Aiden is about to climb the fence to go down to the lake and retrieve the ball, when we notice that the kids in the swimming area saw our ball hit the water. It’s farther down shore from them, but one of the older kids signals that she’ll go get it for us. This kid starts swimming out from the buoy line, but the buoys get caught on her bathing suit and are being pulled behind her.

The younger kids start to panic because they were told to only swim within the lines. The lines are now moving along the shore, so the younger kids start following the older kid who is on the errant volleyball mission. The little kids are trying desperately to stay within the buoy lines. We start yelling at the kids to stop, but they won’t listen and keep swimming to stay inside those lines that are moving farther and farther away.

*end of dream*