Building Connection

Spending a week at RFK camp this summer was an incredible opportunity. Getting to work with other people who were passionate about serving and loving these kids was a joy to be a part of.

I have experiences working with lots of kids before, but this camp was so different because it was about creating a space where people who barely knew each other came together to create a family environment filled with safety and love for a group of kids. The camper I was placed with for the week was 7 years old. The week began with a nervous arrival getting off the bus and getting to pick out a bunk bed for the week. I helped my camper get unpacked and settled in and started to get to know her. I learned quickly that she had a lot of energy, loved to dance, sing, and perform.

This little girl wanted to be seen, heard, and valued for who she was. I distinctly remember that before telling me anything she would always ask, “Can I tell you something?” And for the week the answer was always yes. At camp we got to celebrate this little girl. She had a place to belong, build friendships, perform in front of others and be applauded and cheered for. By the end of the week she was came fully out of her shell. She went around camp wanting to give everyone hugs and brightening their days with her smile. But, my favorite moments from the whole week we’re when I read her “mail” (letters from other people at camp) to her each night. One of the nights she said, “You aren’t my cousin.” And I asked her what she meant by that because camp counselors were called cousins. She explained, “You're not my cousin. You’re my sister.” She made me change my name tag from “cousin” to “sister” that night. It was gift to have our lives cross for that week. I can’t wait to go back to camp again next year! And maybe she will get to be there again too.

- Laurel (Camp Counselor)