color war
On the seventh week of camp, the camp is divided into two teams, red and white, for a four-day competition. This is when everyone’s inner-athlete comes out. Campers compete in a variety of sports, lip syncs, and plays, while counselors cheer them on and build sets for Sing. Throughout the week, the teams learn a unique alma mater, march, and cheer created by the generals and lieutenants. These songs are presented at Sing on the final night of color war. It is a huge production and often leads to tears because it marks the beginning of the end of summer.
Growing up, I never really loved color war. I constantly found myself on the B-team because I am not an athlete. I did not like being separated from some of my friends, especially during the last week of camp. I dreaded the countless hours that I put into Sing practice. And quite frankly, I never felt a strong desire to win color war because it was only for bragging rights. When I was a counselor, however, my views toward color war made a complete 180. I loved being the coach and encouraging my campers to stay positive, work hard, and have good sportsmanship. Although I could not participate in the activities, I felt like an integral part of the team because I was constantly giving pep talks and cheering my campers on from the sidelines.
Growing up, I never really loved color war. I constantly found myself on the B-team because I am not an athlete. I did not like being separated from some of my friends, especially during the last week of camp. I dreaded the countless hours that I put into Sing practice. And quite frankly, I never felt a strong desire to win color war because it was only for bragging rights. When I was a counselor, however, my views toward color war made a complete 180. I loved being the coach and encouraging my campers to stay positive, work hard, and have good sportsmanship. Although I could not participate in the activities, I felt like an integral part of the team because I was constantly giving pep talks and cheering my campers on from the sidelines.