Three years ago I was getting ready for my summer job as a camp counsellor in a North Carolina summer camp. I was nervous, anxious, excited and very bad at packing. I was taking part in my first year at an American summer camp with CCUSA and now I’m about to undertake my four summer at that same camp. That summer job turned into a crazy adventure where I’ve experienced everything from finding the best place to eat Pad Thai in a small town in NC to hiking in the Grand Canyon in a thunder storm.
But this is very probabaly my last year of long waits at airport gates and even longer flights. So I kinda want to make sure I remember as much as I can about my last summer as part of a North Carolina sisterhood. Hence this blog of my summer at the summer camp where I learnt to fall in love with working with children and even more importantly learning to love myself.