I Survived Camp!

I don’t even know where to begin…

Basically everything sums up to camp was awesome! I had so much fun and enjoyed every minute I was there. Including when the kids were getting on my nerves.

Needless to say I was EXTREMELY nervous about teaching my class.  When the kids got their schedules I heard many of them question, “What is this class?” or “Why am I in this class? It’s going to be sooooo boring!”.  That Tuesday morning when the campers were all settled in and had just finished eating breakfast, the time come for me to begin teaching my first class of four for the day.  None of the kids had come from a farming background nor did they seem very excited to be in my presence.  Thankfully I’m a positive person and got them to change their mind quickly.  After the first five minutes we were all talking, laughing, learning, and having a good time.  My second class was the same way as my first.  They were shy at first, but soon warmed up as soon as I got them talking.  My third class wasn’t much different besides the few girls that were slightly rambunctious.  The fourth class of the day was a whole other story however… As I said, my first three classes had gone well.  None of the kids had any agriculture background and said that had fun with the activities they did.  My confidence had risen and I was ready to end the day just as I had started it.  The last class came in and sat down; it was also the largest of the 4 classes.  There were at least 5 kids in the class that grew up on farms and raise many of their livestock.  One of the girls was in the local livestock club.  Knowing this information made me feel uncomfortable for some reason.  I guess maybe I thought they would ask way too many questions that I wouldn’t be able to answer.  I was glad they didn’t ask any questions I couldn’t answer, but one of the boys was very loud and rude while I was teaching.  Using the various phrases to get the kids to quiet down, this one boy just didn’t want to listen.  He was making me so angry I threatened to send him home if he didn’t behave.  After that he calmed down and began paying attention.  He was very intelligent and knew just about all the questions I asked the class.  They were also the only class to figure out my trick to “Does it come from agriculture?” game.  After that class I was worn completely out.  I wasn’t disappointed with the way the classes had gone, but I was hoping they would go even better the next day.  Surely enough, Wednesday roles around and classes were amazing.  The kids were wonderful and seemed to enjoy everything they were learning.  Thursday was by far my favorite day though.  It was partially due to the fact that we learned about livestock and then the kids got to create their own breed, which I have to point out of the AWESOME job they did.  What started out at the beginning of the week as “This class is going to be boring.”  to “AG IS AWESOME!” truly made my whole experience complete.  Of course all the help I received along the way was greatly appreciated.  All the staff and other adult volunteers were so welcoming; they made me feel like I belonged.

This is also the last week of my internship.  I would say it’s bittersweet, but it’s really more just bitter.  This internship never felt like an internship, or a job…and I mean that in a good way.  I loved coming to work every day because it didn’t feel like work.  I enjoyed what I was doing…basically I got paid to have fun.  What’s better than that?!  It’s been so enjoyable that I don’t want to leave.  Everyone I’ve worked with has given me more opportunities and experiences than I ever thought I would have had the pleasure to partake in.  It’s also opened doors to whole new ideas.  Though I am ready to start my senior year, I will surely miss coming to work.  Here’s to a wonderful last week!  Until then…

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