There Will Always Be a Bryn Mawr......

Well... Yikes... I have been here officially for 6 days. Probably the slowest 6 days of my life. Thanks to my Rooms, I successfully flew alone for the first time in my life! It really was not so bad at all. With in 10 minute of getting off the plane in NJ, I had my bag in hand, and within another 5 min, I had rode the airtrain over the the other side of the airport, and found my group. I could not have asked for a more easy trip.
My week as consisted of about 323,462,346 icebreakers and 23946236 meetings. Okay, so I exaggerate, but that is what it feels like. The other counselors are really great people. There is every kind of individual working here this summer. Overall... we seem to all be getting along. Everyone who works in the gym with me is just great! My boss is kind of intimidating, but a wonderful man who loves children and making them feel special. No matter how good or bad of a gymnast a camper is, he makes them feel as if they could compete in the Olympics. So far, I have learned to spot standing back-handsprings, round-off backhandsprings, and squat ons on bars. I am still pretty nervous when I am spotting. (We have been working with the girls that are here a few days early because their moms are camp nurses.) My boss likes me because I am a teacher, however he notices that spotting puts me out of my comfort zone, and its totally true! When I teach, I am not really allowed to touch my students, so when spotting I feel like I am commiting a crime or something! haha.... not really. But, it does make me very nervous.
I found out that I will be living in a cabin with 2 other couselors, and seven 10 year olds. I have heard that these 7 particualr 10 year olds have a hard time making friends at camp. One of the division heads told us that it is our job to find them friends. They get here on Saturday, and I cant wait!!!! One of them is already here and has already complained about the fact that she has a bottom bunk and "hates" the girl that sleeps above her. (Oh boy, its going to be a long summer ... haha)
Today, we spent the day unpacking the girls belongings and making their beds. It is crazy how their stuff gets here. They pack these two giant duffles they call trunks, put them on their front porch, a truck comes and picks the bags up, and brings them to camp! I have never heard of anything like that! Kind of cool. The girls little clothes are so cute and colorful! Unpacking sounds like no fun... however, I would rather unpack than sit in another meeting! The other counselors in my cabin and I had fun today, trying to learn things about our girls by what they brought to camp with them.
I am getting used to wearing only white and navy. Its not too bad I suppose. The cabins are not as nice as I suspected. I figured these rich little girls would get to live in these super nice cabins. But for the most part, they are all pretty old, and kind of gross. I have definately seen worse, but I am glad they are roughing it at least a little bit. It is a different feel here than at a YoungLife camp. Hair dryers, straighteners, and make up do not get used. The bugle can blow at 8am, and 360 girls and all their counselors can be at the flag pole by 8:25. It is pretty impressive. This place has lots of guidelines, and lots of traditions (dating back to the 1920s) and it is kind of neat to experience the "old-school" type of summer camping.
Right now, I am completely content with where I am. I miss home(ALOT ALOT ALOT) but I feel that I am in the right place. We will see what happens on Saturday, when in an hour time span, 360 girls from ages 5 to 15 flood, and take over camp.



This is a picture of some of the cabins from my porch.


The male staff barricaded our door with the bags while we were at breakfast. (They think they are funny.) But seriously, look how huge those bags are!!

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