I grew up in a Christian family and every summer our church had a weekly summer camp.
This included many worship activities but also offered lots of time just to be around and play with kids from both my own church and others.
For some reason in the summer when these events took place, both my parents had work commitments and were unable to attend the camp.
Thid made me very sad because I loved our times there.
Fortunately, one of my parent’s friends offered to take me along with her own family.
This was a lady from our church called Kirsten, though everyone called her Auntie Gege.