Ari can’t wait to finish seventh grade and get to Jewish summer camp—the one place where she doesn’t feel different. But when her BFF crashes her camp—and upstages her—Ari must overcome jealousy or risk losing her friend and the chance to find her voice.
Organize my gel, sparkle, and extra-fine tip pens—check. Write my additions onto the camp packing list—check. Pick three new song lyrics to learn—check. In thirty-six minutes, I had almost filled my to-do list with sparkly turquoise checkmarks. Only the last task had an empty space by it. At this rate, I’d still be writing thank yous at camp.
No. I couldn’t let that happen. What about all those thank you texts I sent my friends and cousins? I picked up my pen to check them off, then set it back down. Mom would never be okay with a thank you text.
There had to be a way to get these notes done faster.
Done so Emily and I could hang out. Done so I could pack and get ready to spend another summer with my besties at Camp Taglit. Done so I could write songs and pretend I was brave enough to perform them.
Below EpiPen, I added songbook to my packing list.
Its black spine, part of the black and white patterned cover, and bits of stickers were peeking out from the bookshelf next to me. Tempting me. Maybe just a quick look. For inspiration, I told myself. I grabbed my songbook and flopped onto my bed.
I flipped through pages of ideas, refrains, and scraps of songs. The ones towards the end were more recent. I thumbed backward, watching as themes, and even my handwriting, changed and became younger. In the beginning, my songs were simple little rhymes.