My 2nd Grade Camp Memories: What Jewish Sleepaway Camp Meant to Me

When I think back to going to sleepaway camp as a 2nd grader in the 1970s, I can still feel a mix of excitement and hesitation. I remember being dropped off with a big travel trunk—much bigger than I was—and needing to find a friend to help me carry it up to the bunk. That small moment stayed with me. Even then, camp was already teaching me to reach out, connect, and figure things out.

Of course, not all the memories are so practical. Some are just fun. Like the time we lined up behind a tree, whispering and giggling, as we planned our “adventure” to sneak into the kitchen and take chocolate chip cookies. It felt like the biggest mission in the world.

One of the most meaningful moments for me was celebrating my birthday at camp. I had been unsure about going in the first place, but that day changed everything. Being surrounded by new friends, feeling included and celebrated, helped me realize I was okay—I could do this.

And every Thursday, we would walk down a long path, through a tunnel, all the way to the beach. That sense of routine mixed with adventure made camp feel both safe and exciting.

As a tutor working with elementary school children today, I see how powerful these experiences can be. Camp isn’t just about time away—it’s about building confidence, independence, and resilience in ways that stay with kids for life.

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