Thank you Eric, hope you come back to our camps again!
The children at Awesome Kids Club can only be compared to that of seaside pelicans.
Lackadaisical, purposeful and with everlasting wonderment, a pelican will execute his behavior for himself and for only himself. Yet they conduct themselves with such a undulating, sinuous and a almost palpable sense of frivolity that you can't help but respect them.
Much like the seaside, the camp site was redolent with cardinal laughter and joie de vivre.
The children are a true testament of blissful ignorance, untainted by societal pressure and adulthood responsibilities.
Of course there are two sides to this pelican metaphor, once you let a pelican have a fry, you are suddenly to fend off the forays of several pelicans, all of which want a fry, I'll let you connect the dots.
I could go on for hours about how society has stripped the majority populace of its innate childhood wonderment yet is ultimately necessary, but that is a sad direction to branch off in.
Instead I'll talk about just how this job affected me. After a rough days trachle of watching a carnival of kids, one didn't have much mental conductivity to ruminate and ponder the days lessons. However, after witnessing an eight year old play House with a three year old for the second straight hour, one dictum did come to mind. "You may have to grow old, but you don't have to grow up".
As a teenager, I always considered my age group the most knowledgable in having fun. I couldn't have been more wrong. In my two week stretch of psuedo-parenthood, I have never been more bombarded with thoughts of old age and crows feet and such. In a frail attempt to recapture my youth, I mandated myself to participate in "house, tag and pretend", childhood games and such. I felt anachronistic and ridiculous. I can't remember the exact point in my life when I found tag childish, but that is a sad part of my life and I blame society for that. I
was also interminably tired. Let it be known that I, varsity cross country runner, have never more exhausted than after a day of pseudo child bearing.
Then after witnessing a child fumble with a yogurt straw only to be met with tears and frustration, I realized that we needed children just as much as they needed us. (Oh look I did branch off in that sad direction)
After hours of corralling kids and molding them into model citizens, I didn't realize they had something to teach us as well.
For all of you readers who had the attention span to make it this far, this is where it gets real. The truth is, everyone of us ought to make an effort to live every day to the fullest, because while life is honestly the longest thing we'll ever experience, it is still damn short.
My time at Awesome Kids Club has brought me a lot of new perspectives. For one, parents who expected one child but instead gave birth to triplets are my new heroes, and also I am living my life now with a newfound sense of wonderment, and for that I thank Awesome Kids Club.
Oh they also payed me, that was really cool.
/Eric Wang, intern/assistant at Awesome Summer Camp