Student Camp.

I too, remember the student camp. I was a teenager then and used to hang around with a group of girls outside the camp, talking with the students. We always promised to stay in touch but of course, this never happened. At that time the students were mainly Turkish and Egyptian with a few others besides. I used to live very close to the camp and was always mindful that my parents were not aware of where I was as the camp was forbidden to us village girls. We always looked forward to the start of the fruit season as it meant we would be talking to very interesting people and learning much about other cultures and nationalities. All this has gone forever which, I think, is a very bad thing.