The University of Alaska
Summer Recreational Camp
A glorified day care. I had the pleasure of being a camp counselor there for the summer of 1999 after graduating from college.
The idea was this: a general feeling of malaise at my coming distance from a place that I had loved and called home for four years, coupled with extreme academic burnout and disillusionment signaled time for a change. So the idea arose that the best thing for me would be to drive as far as humanly possible while still being able to speak English. Oh, and get a job too.
So Alaska became the target.
The job was found online, the interview was over the phone, I don't think the director was all that pleased to find a long haired boy standing on her doorstep saying, "uh, you gave me a job?" Not what she expected out of a theology student to say the least.
But we made a motley group, us camp counselors - although most of us were possibly more presentable.
Oh and the camp was all sports
. Which I didn't realize going into it, and didn't bode well
for my future there. But I think I managed, and I think I made the kiddies
happy, and I think that now, a year later, after a few other disasterous
jobs/locations I've settled happily and my general malaise
for the most part has washed away like a nice spring thaw