It only gets better! In the last week we’ve attended a mind-blowingly wonderful conference of camp industry professionals, and held our in-house Administration Team Spring Retreat to collaborate and share inspiration for the summer ahead. We were riding a high!
And then this. To come to my e-mail inbox and discover that a camp mom wants to share with me the poem her son Henry wrote inspired by his time at our summer’s end Family Camp!
Is this job great or what?
Of course I couldn’t resist sharing, too. And so, with Henry and his mom’s permission, I give you The Crossing by Henry Poe.
By: Henry Poe
As I get the first breath of misty air from the
Mountains I stand there, close my eyes and think to
myself ‘’I’ve made it here.’’
I run to the top of the hill in front of me,
Then I take a moment to look at the flowing river.
The currents pushed against the rocks with great force. Then
All the sudden my dad calls ‘’Come help with the bags!’’
As we carry the luggage from point A to point B we
Hear a giant ‘’Clank!’’ Everyone else went back to
work but instead I run to the top of the hill and see
a metal barge and men with long sticks and chains
Connected to a metal wire running from one side
Of the river to the other.
I look behind me and see my family carrying
Their backpacks and small luggage. I go over and grab
My backpack and see the rest of our luggage in the trailer
of a truck. I run to catch up with my family then I see the
men with the sticks pushing the barge across the river.
After a while the barge stops on my side of the river, I
sprint to the barge to get a front row view. I stick my hand in
the chilly river waters.
I keep my hand in the water as I stare at the sight
of unlimited activities to do at the camp across the river,
But not only the activities but a mountain range stretches
across the background.
The mountains were like a landscape picture
stuck in the back of my wonderous
mind as if I can’t look away.
The sight gets closer while the
employees push us through the current
of the running water until we
eventually make it all the way to the camp.
The journey of The Crossing might’ve been a slow and
peaceful journey but the story will stay in my memories forever.
Thank you Henry! And thanks for coming to Family Camp. We hope to see you again down at camp!
— Elizabeth Shreckhise, Director, Camp Alleghany for Girls