MercyTheKitty Rants











{Tue, Jul 657, '10}   Summer ’10

Well, I’ve been spending my summer volunteering at the local library, helping children with their summer reading. Friday, a whole group of kids I remember from camp came in and started talking to me about themselves, camp, the counselors, etc. I was so DEVASTATED! I missed camp so much!

Today, I had some free time, so I went to visit camp. From what the kids told me, there’s a new director and only three counselors still there from last year.

The second I walked onto camp grounds, one of the kids yelled out my name, starting a whole flurry of kids greeting me. I kinda liked it. 🙂

When I got inside, I found one of the remaining three counselors, who I’m guessing is now the assistant director. She just sort of said hi…

I was standing at the door looking stupid, gazing around the room for someone to talk to or something to do. At one of the tables, I saw returning counselor #2 and rushed over to him.

When he saw me, here was his joking reaction: “Oh, God, not you!”

I tried talking to him, but then returning counselor #1 came and said I couldn’t stay. She gave me five seconds to talk to returning counselor #2 and admitted she was kicking me out. Way to go.

I reflected on my walk home, and now I’m here, blogging. I really do miss camp; even seeing all the little kids playing games, I didn’t think I had outgrown it at all. I think the counselors could have been a little nicer, though. The three remaining counselors were three of my favorites, so they could have at least allowed me to spend a bit more time chatting and saying hi to my little friends. I never did get to meet up with returning counselor #3…

I feel somewhat shunned. I guess I don’t belong there… I spent so much time imagining conversations and how my day would play out, so I guess it was obvious I’d be let down, huh?

Maybe I should have savored my eight years there?

This even makes me rethink becoming a counselor when I’m old enough… All the counselors there seemed so fake, with fake smiles, pained expressions, you know? In all honesty, if I had to, I would do the job for free, and not just for the money, because that’s just how much I love kids and camp.

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