Being a Big Sister

So, basically everyone keeps asking me how my 3 weeks were being a SRT [Solid Rock Teen] aka a Junier Counselor. i was a big sister. kinda. its hard to explain. there are the main couselors who are in their twenties and then there are the SRTs. here's some background info: there were 9 of us..6 girls...3 boys..around the age of 16-18. and all of us have been to camp at Alpine a number of years. alot of years. [personally-this was my 9th yr] camp is addictive. i cant get enough of it. i was an SRT last yr--this year i knew what i was getting myself into. it was different, and if you ask me which year i liked best-- i couldnt tell you. i love camp. i love being a camper and i love having campers. back to what i said --i felt like a big sister, but different. i didnt know these girls, but i loved living with them. whenever i describe cabin life i tell everyone that i live with about 10 little girls in a tiny cabin.[ which is true ] but, its different. and when you are excited and that makes them excited about camp. I deff learned that lesson; Attitudes are Contagious. as an SRT, you set goals everyweek. Such as giving 100%. every.single.day. we had devos we had to do every morning and a time during the day set aside to talk about devos with your accountability partner. [ Hi Aili! i miss you! ] Okay, back to the campers. [ because "Camp is for the campers!" ] My 1st week of girls were amazing. im not just saying that. im serious. most of them were from Bible Center. around the age of 9-10. [ i love that age! ] and they were fast! haha and polite! wow. i miss them. its amazing how close you get with a 9yr old in one week. i need to share this with you; Marilyn was a favorite. i know you arent allowed to choose favorites. but she was. sorry. anyways-- my bed [bottom bunk] was next to hers. and we would leave the bathroom light on for a nightlight. and one night i turned over and the light that was peeking out from the bathroom was shining right in Marilyn's face. her whole body was engulfed by her sleeping bag and and her head was the only thing out. she was sleeping. soundly. i sighed. this may sound really cheesy. but it wasnt. these moments i will never forget. i starred at the little girl's face for almost 5mins straight. Marilyn was in my cabin last year and she is 10 yrs old. she is little though. blond hair, eager eyes, and a laugh that was contagious. she made me laugh so much. always smiling. i will never forget that look on her face that night. it was a face of peacefulness and innocence. i loved it and love moments like that. its enbedded in my mind. there is another girl--but i'll talk about her later. for now, this is it. my first entry. i have SO much to tell about SRT. i could go on forever. well. not forever. but for a VERY long time. hope i didnt bore you to much. STAY TUNED!

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