By the end of day one, they were The Trio. Eight hours prior, they’d never met and now they had a moniker. A start-up worth investing in. A pinky promise. This is the power of summer camp, of shared experiences. This is the promise of curious minds melding together over […]
It’s awfully difficult to project the long-term impact of this or that when they’re 7, 8 and 10. A museum exhibit or a day at the zoo. A mid-week baseball game or a weekend ballet recital. We just don’t know what will come of what. As a strident believer in […]
The chairs have been stacked, the floor swept clean, and the banners begrudgingly pulled down. It was a grand affair, but the curtain has closed on the 2014 camp season. I know this for certain because my Facebook feed has once again become a steady stream of back to school […]
The Bear and Mouse are now knee deep into their first ever week of Camp Invention summer day camp, and I popped in this morning to see my giddy girls building, deconstructing, and being active. But it wasn’t just my pair, every single kid I saw was smiling, energized, and […]
A few weeks ago, I chaperoned the 1st grade field trip, marking the first time I’d done anything even remotely like that with children not my own, in a vehicle I was not in control over. It was a long, hot day in a school bus without a/c for nearly […]
I remember the moment, earlier this Spring, when I first told the Mrs. about Camp Invention and the exact types of projects on offer at the camp location most convenient for us. She said something along the lines of “there’s no way the girls will want to go.” Her negatively […]
There is a place of learning where no one is teaching to a test, a place where #2 pencils are not needed to shade tiny standardized circles, a place where kids are encouraged to challenge their preconceived notions about what is possible. This place, in actuality, is hundreds of places […]
Thank you, Mrs. Yoder. Thank you, Camp Invention. Thank you for doing what I’m not always capable of doing if surrounded by all that glue, all those shreds of paper, all those nuts and bolts, all the eager hands in there bumping against each other longing to be a part […]
