Experience at Camp When life is perfect there is this feeling of overwhelming smiles. Like I want to scream or yell just because my life is so incredibly perfect. I felt this way the summer of 2002 at Lutherdale Bible Camp. But what is weird is that I don't know what makes it so perfect. Like what is the real difference from here to there? There I have this feeling of being so incredibly close to everything. As opposed to being to being in the real world, hearing and seeing what really goes on. When I was at camp I feel like I am really special. Like people wanted me to be there, and want to get to know me and just want to be around me. Of course I have plenty of friends and family at my house, but the people there are somewhat different. They make it seem like I am important. When I open my eyes and see the bottom of the top bunk I think to myself, "day one of week five." At 7:00, the alarm goes off and I heard the grumbling of eight junior high girls as they start to slowly climb out of their beds half awake. "Rise and shine and give God the glory glory." As my typical morning song continues, I get eight sets of glares from my campers. For some reason it just makes me smile. "I wish I had my blow dryer." "I really want my make up." The usual teenage comment I hear the first day. "Five minutes to finish getting ready before Alpha!" I yell, "I'll meet everyone out side of the cabin!" I found my way outside Mt. Horeb cabin sitting on the picnic table just smiling to myself for no particular reason. During our little stroll down the hill toward the lake to God Is Here,' my campers were chatting and giggling. "What is God Is Here?" asked Megan. "It's a spot just down a ways overlooking the lake. There is a huge wooden cross behind a place for a campfire. Printed evenly in yellow paint across is the phrase God Is Here.' This is the place where 4 people prayed Lutherdale into being." We joined the 75 plus campers on the ten foot 2x4s. During Alpha, it is a time to motivate all the campers for the day and introduce the theme.
The owner of Camp Wahanowin, Bruce Nashman wanted youth to experience friendships, learn new life skills and return to camp every summer for an amazing time. Camp Wahanowin was founded in 1955 in Orilla Ontario. (Wahanowin, n.d.) After reviewing his camp’s overall performance during the 2010 summer season, Bruce Nashman wasn’t extremely pleased with his numbers. He came to the conclusion that his camps should be attracting more parents aka the consumers, which is why he developed a marketing goal catering towards an increase in overall enrolment for the 2011 summer season.
The night before we left, Joe talked to us about how it was essential that we continued our walk with Christ. We couldn’t obtain the spiritual “camp high”, and then go back home and fall back into the worldly way of living that we were accustomed to. Many of the kids who go to camp are
first day, when I saw that the counselor that I had been assigned to work with
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When I was a Camp counselor at Camp Mendocino, the most important part of my job was to make sure my campers were safe, comfortable, and were enjoying their camp experience. My responsibilities were facilitating and helping organize activities for the campers. I also gained valuable experience with conflict mediation, and problem solving. I was trained to know what to do in emergency situations, and social situations such as bullying. One of the most important lessons I learned from the experience is when to be a friend, and when to be professional. I believe this experience relates to the resident assistant role because it does consist of similar responsibilities. Both jobs require the individual to provide comfort and supervision. Not only do the two resemble similar rules, that one must enforce and abide by, to be an RA or camp counselor you must be able to put yourself in your supervisees’ shoes. As a second year student I definitely have had my fair share of stress and hard times from the transition from high school to independence. Just like a camp counselor I would be able to give comfort to homesick students and tell them things do get easier. I also have experience with running events and activities that are both safe and fun, and I can stay calm and act fast in an urgent situation.
Waking up for my first day of class feel so different. It felt like a new start I just wasn’t expecting so soon. I showered and got dressed wondering what the day had in store for me. I looked in the mirror for a while as I mentally prepared myself to be focused and start off the year strong. I walked outside not expecting to see people with the same mindset, but boy I was wrong. 7:30 AM and the streets are full of people happy, ready to learn, and full of life. There was even a man that gave me an overly energized “Good Morning!” Seeing this made me think of high school, where walking down the sidewalk I’d see everyone half sleep and ready for the day to be over before it even began. I never knew of a school’s community to be so ready for starting their
My mom would always tell me, “Make each moment count. Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment till it becomes a memory.” I have tried to live this idea and appreciate every moment of life as it comes at me. 2016 was no different. In the year 2016, I have attended school 3,000 miles away from home, moved to a new states, been to 16 new states, seen the Atlantic ocean and so much more amazing things. As this year comes to a close it is sad to see it all turn into another memory. Then I remind myself to be happy to have lived it. Looking back on such an eventful year, the highlights were not these quick moments that were here and then they were gone. My highlights have been a bunch of little moments that turn into big moments.
From the friendships they can make that will last a lifetime, to the distinct memories they have of campfire traditions, camp is laced with immeasurable meaning. The skills that children learn and practice at camp can become a part of their identity, and may even grow into passions that they will continue to pursue as an adult. Whether they want it or not, the songs with constantly haunt them throughout the years and though they claim to hate it, they secretly enjoy the reminder of summer fun and adventure. One thing camp taught me that I find of value today, is to say “yes!” to adventures and working with my team to accomplish outrageously fun challenges and
Identify three skills that companies look for in managers and explain which might be most needed for the Camp Bow Wow leaders highlighted in the video.
I’m on a muddy, yellow bus coming back from camp. I'm twelve and so are you. Prior to leaving for camp, I had imagined it would be just me and three, maybe four, other boys that I hadn't met yet, running around all summer, getting ourselves into trouble. Playing games and just enjoying our summer. You know, typical boy stuff. Ultimately it ended up being me and this one girl. That's you. As long as we are still on the bus its like we are still at camp. Once we reach the pickup point where our parents would be waiting for us camp will be over.
Training camp is a development story, also it is a simple but great book. The only thing is that the language and style of the book is very basic, It is written at a high school level, in my opinion, which makes it a very easy and quick read, it was so easy I read this on my breaks at work. This story is about a guy named Martin Jones, who is a young football player trying to get into an NFL team in one of there training camp. "Making the team is a goal. But striving for greatness is a life mission. There is a difference, and you have to be honest with yourself and you have to be honest with me,” (Gordon 24). It's all going good until disaster strikes and he gets hurt and an injury sidelines him and he has to sit out. This makes him stressed, scared, and uncertain on what to do next. So he goes to went the team trainer and a coach, they have taken him under their care and start to train his mind, which he learns that to be the Best, he has a lot more to learn on and off the field. What he learns from one of the coaches that takes him under his wing, Coach Ken, is to that, a few lessons that he teaches to players so that they can be successful or even be great on and off the field, forever.
I awoke to the sun piercing through the screen of my tent while stretching my arms out wide to nudge my friend Alicia to wake up. “Finally!” I said to Alicia, the countdown is over. As I unzip the screen door and we climb out of our tent, I’m embraced with the aroma of campfire burritos that Alicia’s mom Nancy was preparing for us on her gargantuan skillet. While we wait for our breakfast to be finished, me and Alicia, as we do every morning, head to the front convenient store for our morning french vanilla cappuccino. On our walk back to the campsite we always take a short stroll along the lake shore to admire the incandescent sun as it shines over the gleaming dark blue water. This has become a tradition that we do every morning together
I awoke to the sun piercing through the screen of my tent while stretching my arms out wide to nudge my friend Alicia to wake up. “Finally!” I said to Alicia, the countdown is over. As I unzip the screen door and we climb out of our tent, I’m embraced with the aroma of campfire burritos that Alicia’s mom Nancy was preparing for us on her humungous skillet. While we wait for our breakfast to be finished, me and Alicia, as we do every morning, head to the front convenient store for our morning french vanilla cappuccino. On our walk back to the campsite we always take a short stroll along the lake shore to admire the incandescent sun as it shines over the gleaming dark blue water. This has become a tradition that we do every