Camp training

A certified camp counselor now authors this blog. A highlight of my life was finishing the BAFA training!!! (Check earlier post.) My colleague from Marseille and I received the last 5 days of (communist) training. For just being a hoop we’ve got to jump through, it actually went O.K. There were 35 learners and 3 trainers. I was actually the eldest learner, followed by a nose by my buddy… two other ladies in their late 30’s, and 31 youth between 17 and 24.

This was the opportunity of a lifetime for the trainers to form youth who’ll be spending unending hours forming youth in after-school care centers and camps. So most of the time was spent talking about… no lie… sex. Don’t know about your side of the Atlantic, but it’s the hot topic when you “learn camp”.

I really thought training was going to be about camping and hiking. No way. Condoms in the camp songs. Condoms used in the games. Condoms at the dinner table. Condoms on the grocery list.

I’ll never have to go back to that training again. Never. But my kids go through it daily. Thank God… He’s teaching them what real life’s about.