As you know, The USU Chamber Singers was invited to an international choral festival in Beijing.
I have been blessed to be a part of this incredible
choir for the past two years, and this trip
is the culmination of all that hard work.
If you want more deets of this trip, you're gonna have to sit me down and ask.
Old-fashion-style.
NEEEEXXXXTTTTT!!
Pine Basin.
a place where all become children again, laughter abounds, and dreams become reality.
If you haven't heard of PB before,
your life is missing something really serious.
As the head girl's counselor, I got to see every single girl who came to Pine Basin blossom. I was with them when they woke up, played with them all day, and then sang them to sleep. What an experience.
If you told me in May what I was going to learn and be a part of this summer, I would not have believed you. I would have laughed in your face. However, I would not be who I am this semester if it wasn't for this summer-- if it wasn't for all of the sweet 9-11 year old children that changed the way I viewed the world.
Laugh out loud, and often.
whew. made it though with minimal tears shed.
And now, I'm back in Logan for another semester of school. My new major is Public Relations, and I am more happy than can be expressed.
In the last six months I have gained two new sisters-in-law, 360 children, a stronger testimony of the truth in the gospel of Jesus Christ, a new supervisor position at my university, a new major, and a new -wonderful- man.
Today I was trying to find this really funny picture to show
my family, and when I found it, I couldn't stop laughing!
I'm now going to share some things with you that make me laugh.
Really hard. And it's hard for me to put a cork in it after I see
or think about them.
First up, Despicable Me. Arguably the best movie ever made, with the best little people in it. The Minions are hilarious. And I wish I could speak like them.
NEXT, this hilarious picture that seriously cracks me up
It's about time I blogged about one of the most beautiful summers of my life.
So, this summer I was a camp counselor.
It's true.
One more thing, I loved it.
This summer turned out to be exactly what I needed. I found out a lot about myself! I came across an amount of energy that I never thought to be possible, a compassionate side of me that I had never seen, and 91 thirteen year olds to love.
Week one I can describe in one word.
HARD.
I had no idea what I was doing,
but my sweet campers
laughed at my jokes anyway.
By second week I was feeling better,
and this was the week that started
my love affair with Justin Bieber.
That's right.
Be jealous.
The third week brought a group of
extremely 'scraggly' and,
lets be honest,
farty girls. :)
We dressed up as Peter Pan
characters for the party.
Along with sweet costumes,
week three decided to come up with an evil plan to zip line in the middle of the night. We executed it perfectly..
except when we got to the harness closet it was locked!
Spoiled. But we made up a great cover story anyway.
I sure did love that night!
Look at these gorgeous girls.
Week four brought a
never-endingparty.
We sang opera, played in the ashes after cookout,
and sang everywhere. Yes. We did.
Week five was floater week for me, so I had no campers.
And was very sad. But that was the week I found the ukulele,
so I can't complain. Love my little red friend!
Week six was International Week!
We represented Madagascar.
Manao ahoana!
Pretty sure we had a flour-bomb
fight that week..so SO fun.
Oh week seven..my crazy little ones!
We had a fantastic photo shoot in our
80's costumes, and let me be the first
to say that those costumes were
probably the best I saw all summer.
Love it.
Week Eight, I love you!
We had the funnest time on the foam slide after a very adventurous hike.
I went moose hunting.
The so-called moose grunts that we heard turned out to be a camper blowing her nose. Ridiculous, right?
I am very sorry to say that my camera broke
during week nine. I have no digital evidence
that week nine even happened..
But I promise it did!
We had a beautiful experience with
a special needs camper and her
17 year old buddy.
I will never forget how wonderful all my campers were. We all worked together
better than any other group all summer.
Christmas Week!
This week was too much fun.
We re-enacted the manger scene, and got to carry around my teddy bear wrapped in a blanket as our baby Jesus all week.
Probably not the most religious thing, but eh. Oh well.
We also got to write letters to our Savior, giving him something in return for his sacrifice for us.
We learned the ultimate importance of him being born to Mary and Joseph, and the
harsh beauty of the circumstances surrounding his miraculous birth.
I've never felt the spirit as strong as I did that week.
I will never forget the lessons I have been taught by the
daughters of God that I was blessed enough to spend time with. This experience is something that will stay in my heart for the eternities. Thank you for the most beautiful summer of my life, dear ones!
I love you, and I hope you are still as happy as I am.