“Man, I’m so excited to finally be back! I’ve been looking forward to this all year!”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to see everyone again! We’re finally the 8th graders! We know what we’re doing this year!”
I smiled to myself as I walked past a group of eighth grade girls on the sidewalk today on the way to devotions. It doesn’t feel like that long ago that I was in their shoes.
My experiences at Dordt Discovery Days are hands down the best times I had in middle school. I got to live in a college dorm. I got to take classes about things I was interested in and passionate about. And I got to meet some incredible people that became my best friends.
When I was a student at DDD I completely and 100% looked up to the counselors and teachers. They knew everything. They were smart. They were funny. They were not only experts on the class they were teaching, but they were experts on life in general.
That’s not me.
Here I am, just hours away from teaching a class about digital media and I’m scrambling some notes together hoping I do a good job teaching these kids about pre-production. I’m terrified of being a counselor because I am not nearly as smart, or cool, or funny as the girls who were my counselor.
As I get older, I’m learning that “grown-ups” don’t know all the answers. Sure, I’ve learned so much since I was a camper five years ago . . . but I feel like I have more questions about life than I did then.
So I’m going to give it my best shot. I’m going to teach these kids as much as I can about video production, and I hope that they learn something. I’m going to have fun with the girls on my wing and hope they have a good experience. I’m going to do my best, and I hope that my campers have as good of an experience as I did. I hope they discover new passions. I hope they meet new life-long friends. I hope that this week is a growing time for them and is life-shaping in a positive way.