Today’s story comes from a long time friend of camp, “Westie”- if you’re interested in sharing YOUR camp story this month, let us know in the comments or in an email! We’d love to feature you.
|Westie as a Young Camper|
My very first year as a camper, I was not the world’s best swimmer. In the beginning of the week swim test, I was given a red, which meant I could only “swim” in water up to 3 feet deep. Even though I knew I couldn’t swim very far, I still wanted to go to the beach during my free time and play around in the red section. The problem was, most of my friends were blue or gold swimmers, and they didn’t want to be stuck buddied up with a red swimmer in the red section.
One day during free time I was sitting by the tuck shop, crying because I couldn’t go swimming by myself, when one of the older girls who worked in the kitchen saw me. She asked why I was crying and offered to swim with me. She was definitely not a red swimmer, and it probably wasn’t what she would have otherwise chosen to do with her free time, but she went swimming with me anyway. I don’t remember her name but I still remember that she had long red hair and I will never forget her sweet act of selflessness from all those years ago.
How has someone shown kindness to you at camp?