Working late into the nights, puzzling over calculus homework, studying statistics concepts, or rehearsing presentations for my Sport Ethics class, I often think back to the summers. I think back to tubing on the choppy waters of Rend Lake. At times, half of my body would be in the lake, but my partner knew how to even out the weight, so I could climb back on. I think back to quesadilla day when I had to face the decision of if I wanted guacamole and sour cream or just sour cream with my quesadilla. I think back to winning the Ga-Ga Tournament and immortalizing my win on the Wall of Champions in orange and blue paint. I think about becoming a CIT and learning the ropes of the high ropes course, learning how to drive stick, and teaching a camper how to swim. I think about connecting with all my campers when I was a counselor, spending late nights getting to know them. I think about planning day hikes to state parks and I think about beach volleyball on Rend Lake day. But it’s November and I have homework due soon, so I must focus, but oh do I miss the summers at Camp Manitowa!
-Yaffee (Rice University 2024, Director of Outdoor Living Skills. That’s me on the left!)