And A Sad Story

Hello friends at wakeworld. I'm here to tell a sad wakeboard story. A friend of mine in Texas started a Cristian wakeboard camp. I'm only fourteen so I hoped to be a camper. I was one grade to old so my friend said I could go work for free. (basically free food, room and board, and wakeboard time) The people at air nautique donated Seven 05 boats, top of the line. Also every single 05 board, binding, lifejacket, rope, handle, and wakeskate. I am jumping for joy at this moment as any wakeboard enthuisiest would. This guy was my camp counselor from another cristian camp. (not a wakeboard camp.) I had him for a week, and he is awesome. I would trust this guy with my life. As soon as I tell my parents they say I can't go because they don't know him. (we live in different states) They dont try to get to know him or talk to people that know him. They just flat out don't let me go. I'm starting this thread because I had to tell someone, and it's also a place for other mourning wakeboarder souls.