I grew up going to church camp. I would say it was a very important part of my childhood. In my teens, I had the privilege of being a camp counselor. Despite the language barrier, today felt very much like I was right back at Camp Allendale as we welcomed 27 children from Kaliningrad and 3 from Lithuania. It’s going to be good. I’m already repeating to myself the words of Greg Smith, Camp Dean Extraordinaire, “I’m not hot, I’m not tired, and I’m here for the campers.
Ben worked on weed eating today and refinishing the ladders for the dock. It was probably the hottest day since we’ve been here (90-something) and Ben worked up a pretty good sweat. Meanwhile, Mala and I prepared for the first English class tomorrow in the cool of the basement. 🙂 She is going to take the younger group (8-11 year olds) and I’ll take the 12 and over group. With the help of a bunch of people (thanks April, Jenny, Tara, Anna, and Lidia!) We assembled some English class journals that the kids can write in.
Anna, Lidia and Ben are all participating in groups since they fall in the age range. I’ve probably said it before, but I’m so very proud of my kids and how they’ve adapted and come out of their shells. Ethan is still pretty shy and reserved, of course, but he’s really doing pretty well. I could tell Anna was nervous today, but she didn’t once act like she was going to back out of participating in the group or any of the activities. She’s been so brave.
Tomorrow is a full schedule and I have responsibilities. Starting with being Eve. I need to get some rest, so I can get up early and shop for a leaf dress!