Camp is the only job I have ever had. I started out as a counselor at a Day Camp and have moved my way up. I have wanted to work at an overnight camp since I saw the Parent Trap when I was 6, despite the fact that when I went to overnight camp, I cried hysterically from the moment my parents dropped me off until the moment they picked me up. But even with that being my first experience, I knew this is what I wanted to do.
I believe so deeply in the camp experience. I believe that being at camp affects campers and staff in such a powerful way, that it changes them forever. At camp, there is a unique energy that comes from and rare and special combination of creative, enthusiastic people, being outside in fresh air and in the sun, focused on fun and happiness. Kids are given the chance to try new things, learn new skills, and be completely carefree, all while being told over and over again that they are wonderful and can accomplish anything they dream of. And when kids are surrounded by that energy, it bathes their soul in a combination of rainbows and sunshine and sugar and laughter, and it affects them in a way that they will never experience anywhere else.
And so I work at camp. Because I love it, I believe in it and I know that all of my effort is worth it, because this job matters.
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