Camp Champions Blog

I had a fun reminder of that.   I have developed a habit of wearing fairly loud shirts.  Love might mean never having to say you are sorry, but being a camp director means never having to apologize for your outfits.

In any event, I have certain shirts that I wear for certain occasions.  I wear a tie-dyed red/blue/purple shirt for Trojan-Spartan games (I explain that you can see the battle happening in the shirt itself).  I have several fish shirts for fishing night.

If you are new to Camp Champions, I must warn you that we are a jargon-riddled organization.  There are times that half the words in a sentence might make no sense to an outsider.  Here is a partial translation guide:

Coliseum - The amphitheater that hosts Torchlight for boys and unified Torchlights.

Torchlig-t - Our evening gathering for announcements, songs and skits.

Forum - The amphitheater that hosts Torchlight for girls only.

Parthenon - The boys' covered gym.

Olympia - The girls' covered gym.

Acropolis - The heart of the girls' side of camp - office, treat area, hang out spot.

Trojans and Spartans - The teams that every camper becomes a part of.  Trojans are blue and Spartans are red.  This will help translate future photos.  BTW, Leadership is all in "Purple Peace", which represents the combination of red and blue and is not an album by Prince.

OK, at this point, you clear have determined that camp has a Hellenic/roman theme.  Not so fast, my dear readers, we also like our silly names.

Fillin Station - Our dining hall, where you "get filled up".  No association with dental work.

Ill Eagles Nest - Our health center.  Our first nurse was "Nurse Byrd" who liked puns.

Love Field and The Supreme Courts - Our two pairs of tennis courts.

Farrah's Faucet - A drinking fountain next to Love Field featuring a joke that no camper and few counselors even get.

Old Faceful - A water fountain with an enthusiastic amount of water pressure.

Historic Mansion - the 160+ year old log cabin that sits on Camp Road.

Indy - The go-kart track.

"The LL" - Our counselor lounge.  When we bought the camp, it was in terrible repair, so LL stood for "leprosy lounge", but after building a new one that was 5 times bigger than the old one, it is now the "Leadership Lounge".

But wait, we have yet another theme - Baseball.  Here are some additional names:

Home Plate - the main office.

Dugout - The boys program office.

Astrodome - Our large baseball field

Runnels Field - Our smaller baseball named after one of our founders who beat Ted Williams for the American League batting title.

We have a few odd names that do not fit into any of the above categories:

The Lone Star Pavilion - the center of our arts area.  It is the shape of a star with a fire pit in the middle. The 5 sides of the star have engraved granite plates saying "Camp Champions",  "Respect", "Responsibility", "Reaching Out" and "Reasonable Risks"

Town Hall - Our meeting space where we have drama.

OCP - The Outdoor Cooking Pavilion.  OCP also stands for "Oatmeal Cr�me Pie" a favorite of several of our directors.

OK, we also have the "lets just call it the obvious stuff" category.

Kayak cove - The cove where we kayak.  Yep.

The Pool - The pool where we swim.  Kinda obvious, no?

Boys swimbay - I am not going to keep doing this, you can figure out this section on your own.

Girls swimbay

The Petting Zoo

Ceramics

The Archery Range

The Music Room

I hope you find this guide helpful when you read our articles, blogs or letters from home!

Steve Sir

I have such mixed feelings about this night.

I hate the realization that many of our campers would be leaving.

I love the fact that we celebrate our community and each other.

Tonight we had our awards night.  The night is broken into three parts.

We begin talking about "what we do" and what we have accomplished. We acknowledge campers who have gained skills and excelled in different activities.

Second, we talk about "who we are".  In this segment, we honor our most outstanding cabinmates and our Spirit and Bearer of the Torch.  As we tell the campers, everyone of us make the fire that is the torch.  The Spirit of the Torch and the Bearer of the Torch are simply the persons that we have chosen to represent our community - the first among equals.

Finally, we line up all the counselors in a giant horseshoe for Memory Lane. Memory Lane, like wedding rehearsal dinners, is special because people take the time to tell people that they care about them.  Every camper gets a chance to say thank you to every counselor.  It is a great way to end our evening - appreciating our community.

When I returned from Memory Lane, I saw the following message from a first time camp family whose son will be leaving tomorrow.  Here it is (to respect their privacy, I have changed the camper's name to Elliot Ness (no reason for that name - seems as good as any):

"A heartfelt 'Thank You' to the counselors and staff at CC for sharing your time, energy and consideration with Elliot Ness. It was a tremendous experience for him-especially to be away from home for 2 weeks! Steve, your blog re: "overstated letters home" was timely and very helpful---we've got a great letter to show you on Saturday! Susie, like you, awaiting the arrival of children home, I can't wait to arrive at camp tomorrow morning and wrap my arms around the part of my heart that has been absent for 2 weeks. And, for all of you who touched Elliot's life w/ a smile, lesson or word of encouragement that we may not get a chance to thank tomorrow, we are humbled and greatful for your presence in Elliot's life!"

Reading this was a great ending to a great day.  I just want to say to this mom (and to all of you) one simple thing: thank you for letting your child be part of our camp family.  As we have said before, Susie Ma'am and I want to be partners with you in helping your child grow and flourish.  We deeply appreciate the adults who help our children grow.  Being a parent is a wonderful calling, but it is challenging and so important.  Having allies is a gift.  We hope that if we are allies to you, others will be allies with ours.

We cannot wait to see you some of you tomorrow!

The campers who are staying will have a fantastic day of pool parties, special activities and a special movie night.  Another wonderful day tomorrow!

Steve Sir

Susie Ma'am and I missed the rain.  On our afternoon off, we were running errands in town when the cloudburst hit.

Texas is in a drought of epic proportions.  There is little precipitation in the forecast, yet it rained at Camp Champions.

I love watching campers live in the physical world and disconnect from the virtual one.

Yet I have friends that see camp as an anachronism.  They think something like the following:

"Sure, sitting around fires, watching the stars and playing outdoor games was fun when you do not have better alternatives, but in the age of the Internet and satellite TV, we have better ways to amuse ourselves."

I see their point.  The quantity and quality of entertainment options is staggering.  When I was a child, we had network TV with 3 channels and PBS.  These stations had children's program for an hour in the morning and on Saturdays.  We had no Internet, no computer games and certainly no Nickelodeon.  [By the way, I realize that I'm dating myself here - I bet you fear that I am about to explain how I walked to school in the snow as well!]

When we rode our bikes and played ball, we did not have a choice. If we had the same choices that our children have, we would be spending too much time interacting with electronic screens as well (the average child in the US spends over 40 hours/week(!?!) in front of some type of electronic screen).  In fact, many of us adults do as well.

I am not among the legions that see technology as an evil that is to be feared.

I, however, do believe that we need to think through the ramifications of these changes.

Before I say more about this, let me share an analogy.  I have been talking with some doctors and nutritionists about refined carbohydrates.  It turns out that our distant ancestors ate mostly proteins and fat with some fruits and vegetables thrown in.  Massive cultivation and processing of rice, corn and wheat did not really begin in earnest until 4000-5000 years ago.  As a result, our bodies are not designed to process large amounts of simple carbohydrates.  When we started to do so, we began to put an additional burden on our pancreases and to create insulin-related issues, like diabetes.

Things are even worse when you start to introduce snacks that are specially designed to appeal to our tastes that are almost entirely simple, refined carbohydrates chips, twinkies, ice cream, sodas, etc.  Fruits and vegetables and proteins are not easy snack foods.  So the ready availability of tasty snacks that are heavy in carbs has helped lead to a massive increase in obesity and Type 2 Diabetes.

In short, our bodies are designed for a different diet than they are getting.  I find this idea fascinating.  No wonder we are seeing new health challenges when we introduce foods that are inconsistent with the way our bodies are designed to work.

It also makes me think that the same thing might be happening with technology.  Let me stress that I am a fan of technology.   Computers, smart phones, iPads and other technology are ridiculously cool.  I am a big Apple fan and I marvel at how GPS, texting and Google can provide daily conveniences that I could not possibly imagine even 15 years ago.

I also like salty snacks.

I worry that I like both a bit too much.

How often do we text when a call or a personal conversation would serve better?  Do we eschew active human interaction at a party or community event so that we can watch a good movie on TV?  I know I have done both.

As humans, I believe we are wired a certain way.  Just as our pancreas is meant to process fewer sugars than we currently eat, our bodies are meant to live differently than we currently do.

We are meant to be in the sun.  Spending almost all of our time indoors makes us deprived of Vitamin D, leading to various health issues (including asthma).  I also think that sunshine reduces depression.

We are meant to communicate face-to-face.  Real human interaction (including hugs, handshakes and high 5s) enables us to connect in a way that phone, email or text cannot.  Parts of our brain only feel truly connected when there is some form of physical contact.

We are meant to engage in physical activity, be it work or play.  Our metabolisms are not quite sure what to do when we drive rather than walk, work at a desk rather than a field or play a video game rather than a real game.

The more I think about this, the more I realize that camp is not an anachronism.  In fact, it is more relevant than ever for two reasons.

First, camp unplugs us from the electronic umbilical cord.  We ARE outside.  We DO talk and hug person-to-person.  We FEEL the sun and the breeze.

The second reason is a more nuanced one.  I think we have a chance to help educate kids about how their bodies react with nature and with technology.  Campers not only get to unplug form the electronic umbilical when here, but they learn how that feels.  As they get older, we even talk about the advantages of using technology without being changed (or controlled) by it.  We discuss with the older campers when texting is an asset and when it is an inferior mode of communication.  We talk about the importance of cultivating interpersonal skills that their peers are neglecting and we suggest how this will help them lead healthier, happier and more successful lives.  At Vespers, we point out the simple joys of nature and at night we celebrate the stars.

I do not want to turn back all the progress that we have.  I would not exchange the television of the 1970s for today, nor would I give up my email.  I think that the photos and blogs are a fantastic addition to the Camp experience for our families.

No, I am a fan of technology.  But I also know that it can become too pervasive, too much a part of our lives.  We are meant to interact with nature and each other.  Camp gives this gift.  And, at its best, it teaches these lessons in a way that will inform the rest of our lives!

In short, we need the ability to resist the Siren Song of the Silicon when it serves us to do so!

Steve Sir