I returned home two weeks ago from Vikingtown, a diversity and leadership camp. The four days, three nights with sixty students and ten teachers created one million smiles.
This was my first Vikingtown experience and I had zero clue what to expect. I nervously packed my sleeping bag (and six blankets) for the brisk Prescott 30 degree weather and wondered what the next few days had in store. I tried not to listen to the rumors because I wanted to have an open mind, but it was hard to ignore the murmurs this was the “crying camp.” Ugh, crying. I hate crying. Nevertheless, I packed one giant suitcase and drove up the mountain.
The next four days were a whirlwind of some tears but mainly growing and learning. While I can’t reveal the details, I can reveal this experience changed me. I changed as a teacher and as a person.
As a teacher, I had the opportunity to watch my students. We “watch” our kids everyday, but do we really watch them? Like really watch them? Four days in the cool Prescott mountains away from the distraction of texts, emails and social media gave both the kids and teachers a chance to be themselves. I spent hours watching kids think, problem solve, and interact with one another. The truly most impactful watching was observing students think about who they are, where they come from, and how they want to change their lives for the better. It was fascinating just to sit back and watch them grapple with the things they can control and letting go of the things they simply can’t. I watched them break down barriers and learn from one another. It was truly remarkable. It made me proud to be a teacher.
I also learned from my students. I like to think I know my kids. I read their essays, talk with them daily, and see them around campus. Not until I went to Vikingtown, did I realize how much invisible baggage our kids bring with them to school. This “trailer” as one of the other advisors calls it, can slow our kids or even worse drag them down. I started to realize how often I become frustrated when a kid won’t move at the pace I want him or her to or annoyed when they come to school tired and less than enthused to read The Crucible. However, after listening and learning from the Vikingtown delegates, I now stop and remind myself, “You don’t know what trailer they are dragging. Have patience and show them some love.”
As a person, Vikingtown gave me the opportunity to really think about myself. At Vikingtown, I was Leah for a change. I participated in the activities right alongside the kids. It was incredible to think about my goals, my past, my beliefs, my heritage. I had some real ah ha’s that can’t be found in the daily grind of life, but at Vikingtown, I found time to stop and reflect.
I came back energized with a renewed passion for teaching and more importantly, for my students. Now when I see their faces around campus, we greet each other with a knowing smile and a shared experience. The four days we spent together were life changing for them and for me.
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