Not many things in life are more exhilarating than driving down a camp road for the first time. Getting that rush of excitement as you start to pass cabins and wondering, “Is that one mine?” As your parents park the car, you step out onto the grass and the butterflies in your stomach take flight. A million questions run through your head all at once: “Will I make friends? Who will be my counselor? What kind of activities will I get to choose?”
You walk around the corner and with every step your anticipation of the week ahead grows. Suddenly there it is … the Copneconic Lodge. “That’s where I get to eat? This place just keeps getting better!” At check-in, you meet the director and he’s excited to see you. There are lots of kids here and somehow he’s excited to see just you! You get your cabin name and have no idea how to pronounce it, but there will be plenty of time for practice.
On your way to the cabin, you pass the waterfront and your spine tingles just a bit. “Oh…my…gosh. There are inflatable toys everywhere,” you think. Now you’re here, in front of your cabin. Take a reassuring glance at your parents and open the door. Your counselor comes over and immediately shakes your hand and begins to talk to you and introduce you to the other kids. “They’re more interested in me than my parents?” All of the questions you once had melt away. This is it; this is your second home. As your parents say goodbye and head out the door, they’re confident in the skills you’ve already learned: self-confidence, independence and friendship. And camp has only just begun.