We Were Built For This

I think we’ve all collectively run out of words to describe how hard this year was for our kids. The disjointed, unpredictable, exhausting, zoom-filled, oh-so-much family togetherness only scratches the surface of our communal and simultaneously isolated experience. So many of our kids emerged from the school year very weary and a little anxious.

And then, as we dampened the threat of Covid, kids came to camp. At a time when what we wanted most was for our kids to be together (and maybe not together with us parents), camp provided the desperately needed antidote to the over-revved and overwhelmed nervous system of the 20-21 academic year. What kids need now is to reset, relax, play and connect.

And here’s the thing- we were actually built for this. What camps have been offering for years as a great addition to childhood has now been laid bare as the critical components to our children’s wellness.

Each Monday morning I greet new campers and the predictable, routine structure of the check in, attendance and drop off process is designed that way for a reason- it provides stability and steadiness in what can be a tricky time of transition. Then the group and their counselors use intentional play- name games, ice breakers and clever get-to-know you activities so that kids don’t have to try to navigate that on their own day one. This is a gently reentry, a guided and supportive foundation to make the rest of their week a success. And on a macro level, that’s what a summer at camp is providing right now- a guided and supportive foundation for the year ahead.

Summer Fenn has always promised our kids active, outdoor, unplugged time together. Sure, we always knew this was valuable, but now? Now we’re starting to understand more tangibly that this is a lynchpin of our kids’ health and happiness. Just in the past few weeks I’ve seen slip-n-slide kickball, outdoor dodgeball, newcomb with an omnikin ball, zombie tag, flag football, world cup, step ball, frisbee golf, capture the flag and of course- nonstop gaga ball all day. The endorphins, the physical exertion, the joy of moving their bodies- I’ve never seen so much running around in any year of camp!

Another thing camp has always offered that seems especially critical now is the self-expression of choice and autonomy. In a year when nothing has been in our control, when we’ve had to reinvent our whole lives through no choice of our own, kids have a place to go to everyday where they get to choose. Whether they’re designing a custom woodshop project or claiming their activity at choice time in Base Camp, they get back a little bit of the ability to assert what they like, what they want to do, and who they are.

And I can’t help but think the most important thing that Summer Fenn is doing for kids right now is simply and masterfully delivering the art of hanging out again. Counselors are engaging with kids in simple and easy conversation, offering “would you rather” or “5 things” scenarios, playing brain teaser games like Sally’s Green Glass Door, and debating what house they would get placed in by the sorting hat or what anime characters are the coolest. We’re looking at each other, talking to each other, and becoming at ease again with each other… and ourselves.

I’ve fielded more emails than I can count from families saying their kid hasn’t been this happy in over a year, and every time it makes my eyes well up. I’ve always believed in the power of camp, and yet I somehow got completely blindsided by the kind of unbridled joy that’s happening here this summer. The spontaneous, shrieking-while-squirting-each-other-with-a-super-soaker kind of joy… The beaming, look-what-I-built-in-the-woodshop joy… the jaw dropping, I-just-went-on-the-ZIPLINE joy… The content, teaching-my-counselor-a-gimp-stitch joy.

Finally, once we could give our kids some steadiness, some play togetherness, some agency and some space to be… we could finally get back some joy. And that’s what Summer Fenn does. We were built for this moment, and we’re so grateful to be here.

We Belong To Each Other

We Belong To Each Other

Belonging to each other means we bring each other along with our shared values. Take care of yourself, take care of each other, and take care of our campus. We say this out loud; we have tangible practices like drinking plenty of water, showing a new camper how lunch works, and picking up litter when we find it. We model kindness, we use affirmative language, we solve problems and build skills instead of doling out punitive measures and praise for only a few. Belonging means you are valued even if transitions are hard, even if you don’t love the climbing wall, even if belonging hasn’t always come easy…

Camp- The New Prozac

Camp- The New Prozac

“ 'Confidence is the enemy of anxiety' is another nugget that Dr Rao shared.  As children build skills in self-regulation, self-expression, flexibility, perspective taking and more- they grow more confident, more autonomous, and more immune to the stress of their day. We camp professionals know a well-rounded day of play and meaningful activity are an amazing way to serve children of all ages, now we also know the power of our camp culture to unwind some of the stress and anxiety our world is dishing out..."

WALKING THE WALK

WALKING THE WALK

For all of my years in working with children and families, I’ve immersed myself in the constant unfolding body of research about raising healthy and happy kids. As a parent and a professional, it’s like I’m chasing the holy grail (or maybe just chasing my holy tail), working so hard to “get it right”- which turns out to be a fast moving target

WHAT WE REMEMBER

WHAT WE REMEMBER

“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” –L.M. Montgomery

The New England chill has settled in the air today and the camp office is SO very quiet. It’s hard to imagine that just a few weeks ago we were in the throes of a hot summer afternoon with 450 campers and counselors laughing, splashing, building, climbing, singing, and playing in a campus-wide bustle of activity. It was like we blinked, and it was over.

PAYING IT FORWARD

PAYING IT FORWARD

One of the first staff interviews I ever held as the new Summer Fenn Director was a candidate who had formerly been a camper here. It’s important to note that our camp ages out at 15 years old for campers, and then we don’t hire staff unless they’ve graduated high school and are at least 18. No C.I.T. program, no junior counselors. It’s a model that has worked for us, and earned us the reputation of having the stellar staff of professionals of which we’re so proud.

3 LETTERS THAT MEAN SO MUCH

3 LETTERS THAT MEAN SO MUCH

My two sons are so lucky. They have a Camp Director mom which affords them a summer of great programming, friendship and fun every year. They may not always feel so lucky, as I remind my boys to put on sunscreen, and check in with their counselors behind their backs, and peek out my office to see if they are attempting the high ropes course. 

SIMPLE AND FREE...

SIMPLE AND FREE...

There’s one scene here at Summer Fenn that always captures the essence of camp for me. Sometimes it pulls at my heart strings so intensely, and makes me well up with pride and satisfaction. It happens when we gather in the morning at the canopies in the meadow as campers arrive, and again at the end of the day as we await the arrival of parents at pickup.  

EVERY DAY WE ASK, WHAT'S NEXT?"

EVERY DAY WE ASK, WHAT'S NEXT?"

Each morning we gather the whole camp in a close circle. This week that number was somewhere near 400 campers and counselors, standing together in the early sun, welcoming the new day with our summer family.  I don’t use a bull horn or a megaphone (I think somewhere in the Camp Director job description it says “Must have ability to project surprisingly loud voice”), and I don’t have announcements or handouts.

HELMET BY MAGGIE MAGNER

HELMET BY MAGGIE MAGNER

As a camp director I appreciate my staff for making sure every child has a helmet for the climbing wall, for mountain biking, for snow tubing during Vacation Camp… but as a parent I wish there were a magic helmet for all the other tender, tentative moments of their childhood. A helmet to protect them from failure, from insecurity, from the apprehension of their first day in a new school, town, or camp.