Glucagon, used for seizures, is always our first night talk so that all of the families know how to use it in the event of a low-blood sugar emergency at camp.
The lesson continued. She also taught her famous "communion trick," as we like to call it. You could hear a pin drop as families watched her teach them how to soak up a hard, dry sugar cube with a minute amount of apple juice, causing it to be placed in a child's mouth if they were low in the middle of the night in an easy-to-swallow format. Hands shot up for questions. In a little less than an hour families started sharing and learning, asking questions, and getting their first of many lessons of the week. The bell ended the session and we all headed off as a camp to opening campfire.
Here at Bearskin Meadow Camp we say that each day feels like a week. Camp time is drastically different than a "real world" time. Days at camp are jam-packed with endless activities, emotional swings of highs and lows, hundreds of touching moments, intense conversations peppered with frustration, and an overall sense of something inexplicably powerful occurring at every turn. Transformations that would take years in the real world feel like they happen almost instantaneously here at camp. Seconds are like hours, hours are like days, and days are like weeks. Today felt like a week, and it is only day 1.
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