On August 18, 2026, WriCampia hosted WriChella, a vibrant festival where the songwriting track’s musicians perform their original songs. The singers performed at the soccer field, where excitement buzzed through the crowd. The crescent moon hung in the sky, the atmosphere colorful.
Thursday morning at breakfast, the rumble of a drum roll ran all through the tables. Division Head Harrison Prak had an announcement: “The year’s theme of this year’s dance will be… literary rivalries!” Ooh’s and ahh’s waved through the room. The WriCampia
Nicole Kidman was speaking of billion-dollar AMC productions when she said, “We come to this place for magic… to laugh, to cry, to care.” And yet, when WriCampians walked away from the 2026 Film Festival at the amphitheater, every camper had laughed,
“What does WriCampia mean to you?” instructor Hannah M. asked campers at the Visual Arts Track. This summer, Arts Track has a brand new activity—the camp mural. According to Hannah, the lead on the project, the purpose of the mural is to
This year’s Page 2 Stage play, “POST (APOCALYPTIC),” originally seemed to be a silly comedy about a bunch of people arguing over who got to be in front of a line at the post office. But as WriCampians watched the show on
The Page 2 Stage performance is one of the most highly anticipated showcases for WriCampians. Each year, there’s a new story, new songs, and new faces. While the Yearly WriCampian traditionally covers the overall performance, the show’s creative process and technical aspects
The first group of the Lower and Middle Camp Lip Sync Battle on August 16th announced themselves as “Newsies on Strike, Bunk 16.” Niko and Daphne stood in the middle of the stage, convincing everyone else to go on strike with them.
Hear ye, hear ye! Sounds of horns blared through the kingdom to symbolize the beginning of the annual LARPing—live action roleplaying—tournament, this time between King Wilson, son of Sir Peter, a fallen soldier, and a rebel group who believe in anarchy and
Upper and Senior Camp sat on the floor of the theater, falling silent as Bunk 8A’s lip sync dance commenced. The music to Travis Scott’s Fe!n began, and there was a plethora of excited cheers. But these cheers were nothing compared to