I just can't understand it -- I really can't. Somehow, we are in our second week of second session. In less than two weeks, Ballibay will be over for the summer and campers and counselors will be back home. I've been at camp for six weeks, and some staff members have been here for longer than that, but I honestly don't feel as though it's been longer than a few days.
Ballibay -- and I mean this in a positive way (let me explain!) -- has something very time warp-ish about it. Campers enter Ballibay at the beginning of the session and before anyone has time to blink, the session is over and they're saying tearful goodbyes as they climb into cars or planes or busses to head back home. When they're at Ballibay, campers don't necessarily stop to think about the fact that they've learned how to trot on a horse for the first time and make a coil pot in the ceramics studio and tried amaranth porridge in the dining hall for the first time and performed in the musical and toasted the perfect marshmallow at campout, but somehow at the end of the summer all of that has been accomplished. Often the first things parents remark when they see their campers on visiting is, "You're so tall! You've grown so much." And indeed, when you see your campers at the end of this session, they will look taller, but trust me...they've grown in more ways than one.
More soon,
Elizabeth C.
Ballibay Blogger
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