Camp

Your mom sent you to summer camp and you thought it was nonsense.
But when the bus pulled into the camp, you wanted to stay there. It was very big and beautiful, modern.
As you stepped off the bus, a blast of fresh air hit your face. A smile immediately appeared on your face in anticipation of this month.
A couple of minutes later, you approached the counselor. She was standing there with a notepad and asked you to come over to her. She said with a smile:
— "Hello, honey, so tell me your first name, last name, and age."