Our City, Our World
CAC Summer Arts Camp 2017 aims to inspire, encourage, and celebrate the creativity of campers through the powerful combination of books and art. Each week campers explore a different story that teaches them to appreciate themselves, their communities, and the world around them. Through music, visual arts, theater, culinary arts, and dance, campers expand their palates, giving voice to individual expression, culminating in a weekly Friday showcase that is open to family and friends.
Ages: 6 through 14
Camp Hours: Monday through Friday, 9am to 3pm
Drop-Off Begins: 8am
Camp Begins: 9am
Camp Ends: 3pm
After Care Hours: After care is available from 3:30pm to 5:30pm. For a fee of $60 per week, per child, the CAC will be offering additional art projects with local artists, a small snack, and other activities. Enrollment is limited, and registration is required in advance. ***After Care Sold Separately: Purchase After Care by Week Here
After Care Begins: 3:30pm
After Care Ends: 5:30pm
Last Pickup: 6pm
Lunch: Campers are responsible for bringing lunch. Snacks are provided in the morning and afternoon.
Camp Shirts: Campers are required to wear their camp shirts on Mondays and Fridays. Each weekly camp registration includes one camp T-Shirt. Additional T-Shirts are available for $10 each. Contact email@example.com for ordering information.
Week 1: July 10–14
Last Stop on Market Street
Words by Matt De La Pena
Illustrated by Christian Robinson
On Sundays, CJ and his nana ride the bus across town to their stop on Market Street. On this particular day, CJ is not happy about it. Today, he’s wondering out loud why they have to wait in the rain and why they don’t have a car like his other friends. But it’s Nan who opens young CJ’s eyes and shows him the real beauty in the world around them—the spirit of the bustling city, the music in everyday life, and the magic of their often overlooked neighbors.
Week 2: July 17–21
Words by Troy “Trombone Shorty” Andrews
Illustrated by Bryan Collier
Hailing from the Tremé neighborhood of New Orleans, where music always floated in the air, Troy “Trombone Shorty” Andrews didn’t always have the money to buy an instrument. When one day he found a battered, discarded trombone bigger than he was, Andrews finally had a real instrument to play. He practiced day and night, acquiring the nickname Trombone Shorty from his older brother. The moment Bo Diddley pulled Andrews on stage to play with him during the New Orleans Jazz Festival was the moment he realized his dream of becoming a musician was possible.
Week 3: July 24–28
The Name Jar
Words and Illustrations by Yangsook Choi
Being the new kid in school is hard enough, but what about when nobody can pronounce your name? Having just moved from Korea, Unhei is anxious that American kids will like her. So instead of introducing herself on the first day of school, she tells the class that she will choose a name by the following week. Her new classmates are fascinated by this no-name girl and decide to help out by filling a glass jar with names for her to pick from. But while Unhei practices being a Suzy, Laura, or Amanda, one of her classmates comes to her neighborhood and discovers her real name and its special meaning. On the day of her name choosing, the name jar has mysteriously disappeared. Encouraged by her new friends, Unhei chooses her own Korean name and helps everyone pronounce it—Yoon-Hey.
Week 4: July 31–August 4
Marisol McDonald Doesn't Match
Words by Monica Brown
Illustrations by Sara Palacios
Marisol McDonald has flaming red hair and nut-brown skin. Polka dots and stripes are her favorite combination. She prefers peanut butter and jelly burritos in her lunch box. And don't even think of asking her to choose one or the other activity at recess—she’ll just be a soccer playing pirate princess, thank you very much. To Marisol McDonald, these seemingly mismatched things make perfect sense together. Unfortunately, they don t always make sense to everyone else. Other people wrinkle their nose in confusion at Marisol—can't she just be one or the other? Try as she might, in a world where everyone tries to put this Peruvian-Scottish-American girl into a box, Marisol McDonald doesn’t match. And that’s just fine with her.