Ode to Opequon Quaker Camp

By January 12, 2012 January 6th, 2016 General

The first time I saw Opequon, I was picking up my cousin.

All I remembered was that the ground was really dirty in this sweat lodge he built in the woods. Two years later I was at the bottom of the Opequon hill, looking at a board

that had my future cabinmate’s names. Colleen, Ellie, Holland… I wondered what kind of people were behind the names.

At the top of the hill, my counselor Wynne took me to my cabin, cheerfully chatting with me the whole way. Naturally shy, I sat alone in the cabin for a few minutes after Wynne went off to help someone else. From my vantage point, I saw a girl in the cabin next to me burst through her door as another girl ran up and hugged her. I wondered if I would make a friend like that during the next two weeks.

 

And did I ever. I not only bonded with the amazing girls in my cabin, I bonded with my counselors, with the g-staff, with the outdoors, with Opequon.

The next year was even better. I came back to the best friends I’d ever made, wishing I’d been a camper for my whole life. That second summer I stayed for a month and it was the best month of my life.

Opequon has a magic that can’t be described with words. Whether it’s the entire camp

yelling “feed the worms!” after an announcement about composting, or the refreshing feeling of adults NOT telling you to be quiet, Opequon surprises you with joy at every turn.

 

Opequon opened me up to a whole new world. I have friends from all over the country, all over the globe. Thanks to Opequon and TA, I’m part of a loving community that I will be lucky to be a part of for the rest of my life.

“Opequon does a lovely job of promoting the artistic spirit of kids. We also love all of the singing and the counselors’ deft job of keeping everyone involved and included.” – Opequon evaluation