Thursday, July 23, 2015

Breathing

Elementary are here and I feel a little bit more free"er" because more often that not the middle schoolers who were here a few days ago were a headache. Some I will say were great to work with, most just made me shake my head every two seconds. The kids that are at camp now are a blast and have wild imaginations. I don't remember much being an eight year old but I do miss the simple life they have. Their biggest worry is probably......will I get to sit next to my best friend at lunch today? Pfft! Big deal.

As camp is almost done for us seasonal staff, we can feel the heaviness in the air. Always tired. Always having our heads drooping. Our laughter isn't quite as boisterous as before. We haven't torn each other apart which is a good thing but I for one am done with the camp life. Bunk beds are only fun for so long.

I love the fact that I've been able to send postcards to my family, friends and church family. It's been great "seeing" their reactions through text messages. Can't wait to send the last few next week!!!

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Driving on Overload

Summer Camp is officially halfway over and I'm feeling overwhelmed most days. Partly because of the amount of kids here right now and because how many of them don't listen very well much less understand and implement the word "respect" in their lives. It's sad really.

The situation makes me think of a lot about raising kids. I wonder how the kids with such bad attitudes got to where they are now, middle schoolers. Granted, all I know about raising kids is from what my parents have said and what I've read/heard from others. In my perspective, it starts with the parents or whoever raises them. If the parents don't take the time to invest in their children's lives, show them what respect looks like, punish them when needed, love them all the time and cultivate their eager minds then they can potentially grow up to be too proud, inconsiderate and have a lack of awareness of other's feelings.

I've seen this first hand where kids who grow up without feeling loved or appreciated in turn don't give back. For me, when I was going through a tough time in high school I didn't feel appreciated at all. Which led me to crawl into a shell and not trust anyone. I didn't care about anything because no one cared to hear my opinion on anything. I just wanted to be left alone.

Anyways, to end this on a positive note camp has had it's interesting turns. For example, being startled by a deer less than 20 feet from me early in the morning. Kids have jumped up and down saying that they are reserving a seat for me at dinner. (Didn't realized I was liked so much.) Kids teasing me and trying to scare me. (Though I feel like kids just like to do that to older people....)

So far so good in the life of a new Coloradoian :)