The Magic of Summer Camp

At summer camp, you will find children in search of counsellors as if they are godlike beings, capable of healing all wounds and bandaging all torn friendships. You will find the whisper of pines, children's laughter, windblown hair, sunkissed skin, a constellation of freckles, hot sand on your toes, the rush of water on your skin, a symphony of crickets, the echo of an eerie loon call, a crack of thunder, the collecting of raindrops, the smell of rugged earth after a storm, canoe paddles slashing the water's edge, the setting sun, the warmth of a fire, the ooey-gooey taste of s'mores, and the leftover remnants of chocolate and marshmallow on wide smiles. Fatefully, as the season draws to an end, you will find the falling of leaves, the arrival of autumn, and many heartfelt goodbyes. In my 18 years, there has been no greater sense of belonging than during my time on the sunny shores of a traditional summer camp in Ontario, Canada. One day is spent embarking on a voyage to the untouched woods of the north, sitting beneath the star filled galaxies. The next is spent sailing through the bays on a windy day or instructing the world's tiniest archers on how to hit a bullseye. Regardless of the activity, day after day, I always find myself standing with toes in the sand and a smile on my face. Image by Kelly Newsome Reflecting on my first summer as a camp counsellor, after 10 years of holding the title "camper," I'm left with experiences akin to no other. Camp is this magica...
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