Personal Narrative-Athenian School Summer Training Pool

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The icy water splashed onto my skin as I jumped into the pool for the third time. Emerging from the water, I looked over to the camper I was playing with. Four-year-old Davie began bouncing up and down as I waded over to the shallow-end pool steps where she sat with a ginormous grin on her face. “Again! Again!” she said, giggling. “Okay, but just one more time.” “Two more,” she said. “Oh alright, two more,” I laughed. Davie’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she turned, running up the steps, and out of the water with me not trailing far behind. I watched as she approached the 3ft edge of the poolside and jumped into the water. I was about to do the same, when I heard my name called from the shaded picnic tables next to the pool. I looked …show more content…

“We’ll finish the last jump together when I get back,” I said smiling. Davie nodded turning to splash in the water as I grabbed my towel from the pool’s edge. I gently patted the excess water off my bathing suit and drippy hair. Wrapping the towel around my body, I nervously strode over to the large table. That summer, I was a counselor in training (CIT) at the Athenian School Summer Camp. It was my eighth summer of camp, as I had been a CIT for the past five years and was a camper for the three years before. As a camper, I always envisioned becoming a counselor. Playing games with campers, singing camp songs, and teaching art activities seemed like the perfect job for me. Unfortunately, counselors couldn’t be hired until age sixteen, therefore, when I turned eleven I signed up for the CIT program. At the time, there was no age limit restricting a recently graduated fifth grader from joining the program, so I didn’t even think twice when signing up. I knew that the kids’ ages ranged from thirteen to fifteen, but I was so thrilled to begin the path to a counselor that I didn’t seem to mind; that is until I entered the CIT room on the first day of camp. I felt very out of place surrounded by the twenty other CITs who were much older

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