How Being a Camp Counselor Taught Me Invaluable Skills

While my peers were studying for the SAT, finding summer internships, and perfecting their resumes, I was gearing up to spend two months with hundreds of elementary and middle school youth.

In the summer of 2014, I spent 2 months as a Counselor in Training (CIT) at a summer camp in Santa Rosa, California called Camp Newman. I have gone there every summer since the age of eight, and my mom, aunt, and uncles even went there as well. The summer ended up being some of the two best months of my life, and so naturally, I spent the next two summers as a counselor.

Camp is a silly place, and my friends and I often joked that one day we would need to get “real jobs.” Being a camp counselor is super fun: you get to hang out with your best friends and in many ways relive being a care-free and fun-loving child. However, being a camp counselor is also hard work. There’s no way you can prepare yourself for all of the tough situations and shenanigans that you will inevitably find yourself in. So despite not seeing it as a bona fide “real job,” I actually learned some really valuable skills and lessons during my time as a counselor, lessons that can translate over into any workplace endeavor.

Here is a non-exhaustive list of some of the skills I learned:

How to Problem-Solve on the Spot.

Every night before bed-time, my co-counselors and I were supposed to plan a “cabin-time” which is a special time of the day when our cabin of 10-13 campers would engage in some quality bonding. One night, my co-counselors had been really busy all day and had forgotten to plan one. I panicked, because we literally had 5 seconds to come up with something before a bunch of un-easily impressed 14 year olds came waltzing in. Plus, the campers had already been here for over three weeks, and we were starting to run out of fresh ideas.

I did the first thing I could think of: I reached under my co-counselor’s bed and grabbed some Oreos. When the campers came in, I announced that we would be having an “Oreo eating contest.” The rules? Come up with the most creative way to eat a Oreo. Everyone looked utterly ridiculous coming up with their new Oreo-eating methods. We had a blast, and everyone went to bed with satisfied tummies. Even though the cabin-time wasn’t as planned or rehearsed as it could have been, I stayed calm and acted quickly, which is sometimes the best you can do in a last-minute situation.

How to Divvy up Responsibilities and How to Ask for Help

There was one cabin of 4th graders I had my first summer as a counselor that was particularly difficult to manage. There were a lot of big personalities, and a lot of them were going through difficult stuff at home. One day in particular, literally half the cabin was crying for different reasons: Two of them were upset because one of their cabin-mates was excluding them, another was homesick, another had a high fever but was throwing a fit because she didn’t want to go to the infirmary and risk missing out on activities, another had fallen and was bleeding everywhere, and another was upset about her parents getting divorced. Plus, one of my other co-counselors was busy working at the climbing wall, and my other co-counselor was on a day-off.

I simply couldn’t be in multiple places at once, and give campers all of the individual attention they needed. Thus, I learned the importance of drawing on one’s resources, and asking others for help if an extra pair of hands or eyes is needed. Similarly, in a workplace setting, it’s always important to work-hard and accomplish your tasks, but there may be times when it is simply not possible, and you can’t be in multiple places at once. In these situations, it’s often better to ask others for assistance, rather than try to get it all done, but risk doing it poorly.   

Learning to Prioritize Sleep

Nothing will make you prioritize a good night’s sleep more than being a camp counselor. If there is one thing younger campers enjoy, it’s waking you up for no reason at all. Even if your eyes are obviously closed, and you are as limp as a rock, campers often have no problem nudging you awake to ask you if “you can go with them to make a PB&J.” I learned the art of taking naps out of necessity for my well-being.

Being well-rested is crucial for any job, and making time for some shut-eye is entirely necessary if you want to stay focused and alert.

Other things I learned:

Responsibility, flexibility, patience, how to collaborate with others, how to go out of my comfort zone, and much more.

Moral of the story: you can always learn valuable lessons from jobs and volunteer experience that might not be considered “professional work.” As a high schooler and college student you have the rest of your life to get a “real” job, so have fun while you can, and always be eager to learn and grow from every opportunity you experience.

One of my co-counselors and I proudly staying hydrated in our CIT jerseys.

 

 

Unconventional Teachings from Summers Away

As college students bare large amounts of stress over perfecting their resumes and tweezing their potential career identities, it seems to be an overwhelming norm to acquire a prestigious “summer internship” to help boost their credibility in this all-hungry work world. Although I have not reached that point in my timeline, I feel it creeping up on me by the summer. I cringe at this thought because my summers have consisted of working and living in the place I love: a place called camp.

Ten summers ago, my mother decided to send me away to summer camp for a month. As a timid nine year-old, the idea of living away from home was a death wish. How could I possibly function without my mother? Was anyone going to kiss me goodnight? Who does the laundry? Who’s going to tell me to clean? I was weirdly and obsessively concerned with who was going to take care of me. Upon arriving, I began crying profusely as if I was being tortured cruelly rather than being at an all-girls summer camp. And it wasn’t even one of those weird 80s horror movie type camps. This place was surrounded by postcard-esque scenery that L.L Bean catalogs wouldn’t dare to touch up. Every rock and root seemed to be placed in so perfectly; a true supermodel of nature. And yet, on that bright June day, I was not going to be left off alone in the woods with a bunch of smiling strangers. I kicked, wailed, and screamed. My last vivid image was seeing my mother from the inside of my cabin’s screen door; I was locked in a prison of wood.

As I lay in my bed my first night, thinking how I was sure to perish before my month in prison was over, my counselor came over to my cot and scratched my back, talked, joked, and even sang to me until I fell to sleep. (It felt like hours but I’m sure I was passed out by 9:45) For the next month, I fell fast and hard for a place I can confidently call home now. I wouldn’t have felt this way if it weren’t for the superhero counselors I looked up to with such respect. Looking back, I can’t believe that I am now filling those shoes as a counselor to young girls, and can’t think of a better way of spending my summers.

10632701_4625404128894_5887907320369110781_nA day in the office 

Although internships prove to be good practice, my job at summer camp prepares me for the unexpected problems, the miscellaneous bits and pieces that build my character and make me more equipped for-in lack of a better word- life. I have come up with a brief list that touches on just the surface of things my summers as a counselor has taught me:

  • 12 year-old humor
  • How to clean up throw up (in the woods and out)
  • How to cure homesickness
  • When curing homesickness fails, how to deal with it
  • Creative problem solving
  • When a camper wets the bed, how to covertly change sheets and mattress within minutes
  • The art of writing letters
  • Functioning without electronics in this tech-crazed world
  • How braiding someones hair can fix most problems
  • Leadership by way of professionalism and goofyness

I can think of dozen more reasons, which makes me feel more confident as I go back summer after summer. Although some may think as this as a “safe option” I think of how each summer shapes me differently and strengthen me far beyond any summer internship can stretch me. I will always be grateful for camp, a paradise that also duals as my workplace.