High School Camp

As hard as it is to remember back four years ago, I still can. I was in high school and eager to graduate. Living in a bubble and not realizing it. Enjoying sports and studying “hard” courses. Very few responsibilities. I related heavily to the fish that was swimming in water and didn’t know any different. I did not know much about the world and only a small amount about the exterior community. Then I had the opportunity to participate in summer camps for government, leadership, sports, and academics.

Most of these camps were on college campuses, and man I felt like the big kid on campus. I immensely enjoyed each camp for their offerings of knowledge. I particularly enjoyed meeting new people and hearing their story. All the stories of upbringing were vastly different from each other and I absorbed every ounce of each. Now, I walk across campus and see the small, young, underdeveloped, and enthusiastic high school students attending various summer programs.  I am glad they can experience similar growth on my campus. They are also feeding money into my school too. Plus, the university is gaining great publicity for prospective students. At times, I feel the university is catering more to this prospective student than me, the current student. This leads into my next post.