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That was excellent! I’m a camp girl too – my best memories are of my many many summers at camp.
Great list!
(But I’m not sure I want to go to your summer camp…)
Meg, this is exactly why I want my sons to marry camp girls.
I was a camp girl myself! I even worked at one that I went to as a kid. Not as long as you but still loved it to pieces! I loved camp so much I went to several different ones through out the year every year. If I had know about an away camp that I could have worked at I would have been all over it!
Love your camp lessons, especially 2 and 9. They made me laugh.
Number 19 is my complete favorite!
Great lessons!
hey meg-
whenever you write about your camp experiences i think of the movie ‘indian summer’ (cheesy as it is). ever consider working full time at a summer camp (again)? the lifestyle seems to suit you very well.
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#21. A jump-o-lene is a great place to hold a meeting. :)
Oh I think I would’ve had fun at your camp. I too, was a camp director for a couple summers (not year-round, just in the summer) and it is HARD work. Rewarding in many ways, but difficult.
I’m glad you experience was so good.
I stumbled across your blog, and I am so glad I did. You are such a funny, intelligent writer. I really enjoy reading your blog, and I loved this post. Just thought I would tell you that :)
Great post Meg.
Great one Meg, that’s two posts in a row that almost got my crying (in a good way of course)
That is the most inspiring thing I’ve encountered all week, maybe all month. Thanks.
Love your list! Though I’d say laid back folks CAN check climbing equipment. I know a very laid back guy who is one of the most thorough safety check climbers I know. I also know examples of the opposite, where a usually uptight person gets so frazzled they can’t go through a mental check and end up missing something.
I can see it apply to dishwashing though ;)
How wonderful for you to have the chance to live and learn so many life lessons, and how nice of you to share them with us! Thanks
Really loved this Meg. Thank you. I think I need to see my personal life a little bit more like a kitchen or climbing equipment…
great, great, sweet, funny, useful, helpful, kind, honest…on and on…post.
Thanks.
Chris Brogan introduced me to your blog. It’s fantastic. I love this entry (even if I was never a camp girl ;)). Your about me page has to be one of the best I’ve ever read. So how long did it take you come down from that 36-shots-of-espresso-in-one-day caffeine buzz?
Hey there,
I’m another of the Chris Brogan directed, and very glad to be.
Grew up on a farm, which is a sort of mini-camp experience if you hung with adventurous neighbour kids (neighbor kids being those under 2 miles away with bikes and the irrepressible desire not to futz a fine day away alone) and the folks were busy doing what farm folks usually need to do!
There’s some mighty fine, wonderfully poignant and hysterically funny lessons of life here, so posted it to FB profile.
Thanks for a great end to a quiet Friday the 13th!
Lissa
I always wanted to go to camp, but we could never afford it. But we weren’t poor enough that I could qualify for an “underprivileged” kids camp either.
Numbers 8 and 19. The whole thing is so exactly right, but 8 and 19 are the ones that make me want to high five you (although I think high fives are out, which I think is just wrong).
I think I would have loved camp. Oh, well. I had lots of great childhood summer experiences.
I love this post and I love your blog. One of my LJ friends linked to one of your posts about trolls and I have been spending a very enjoyable evening with your tags. You have inspired me to start actually writing again.
Thank you for that.
I never went to camp but I love this post which you’ve clearly put your mind, heart & soul into. I never thought a blog post about summer camp could express so much wisdom (yes, wisdom) about people & life, in general.
Thank you for this terrific post. I was a camp counselor for three years in college (after surviving a horrid camp experience when I was young.) It was easy to be committed to doing a better job than was done for me.
What I loved was the way my girls bonded and became stronger over each 2 week session. There was such blossoming — it was amazing every time.
And one of the aspects that both warmed me and broke my heart was when they would accidentally call me ‘Mom’. For some, I knew that the attention and affection they got at camp would be the boost that saw them through the year.
Also, there’s nothing funnier than trying to talk when you’ve been bitten by a mosquito on BOTH your upper and lower lips overnight. :D
- Julia at Midwest Moms