I've gotten to the point in camp where I'm just going through the motions until we get out. I've also stopped caring if kids aren't quiet when I tell them or if they are being obnoxious. It's just not my problem anymore. Even though it's Monday, the session is super close to being over and it'll be Saturday before I know it. I've been trying to imagine what it's going to be like to get back on a plane and actually fly back home to normal life. Being at camp for almost 2 months has become almost normal. I'm used to where I live, the shitty, food, and the staff that I work with. I just can't imagine going back to normal life, but at the same time I crave it. I miss living alone, my food, my cats, my crazy parents that I used to Skype every weekend, Netflix, school, work, etc... I just miss normal life. But I can't imagine leaving the amazing staff. I've never experienced the love and support before to the extent that we have here. The counselors here notice when another is feeling down, and we try our best to help that person even if we are having a rough day ourselves.
Tomorrow night starts my last night and day off here at camp, meaning I only have 4 more days with campers. Most people would be sad about that, but I'm really excited for them to leave. During my time here, I've had a lot of really great campers, but I've also had a lot of difficulties with them. I can't say that I ever want to work with kids to
Tomorrow night starts my last night and day off here at camp, meaning I only have 4 more days with campers. Most people would be sad about that, but I'm really excited for them to leave. During my time here, I've had a lot of really great campers, but I've also had a lot of difficulties with them. I can't say that I ever want to work with kids to
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