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Personal Narrative: A Parent's Life

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All of the counselors started to clap and cheer for him. As Joey got up I could see his cheeks turn red like he truly felt like he belonged. He won the dance competition and that night the other counselors and I took him out for dinner. For dessert we took him to get ice cream and after that we went to the movies. During the movie it got boring “Joey, why don’t you go down there and do the worm” I said convincingly. “Alright, Watch this!” Joey said confidently Joey entertained the whole theater. You could hear the excitement from the people in the crowd. The next day Joey’s mom came back to camp and said to me, “When we arrived at our house and Joey got out the car he was crying. I went up to him and asked him what was wrong?” “I think today might have been the best day …show more content…

I haven’t seen him this happy since his dad and I got a divorce” Joey’s mom said to me with relief. She was grateful towards me and the other counselors. After Joey’s mom told me this I was gleaming. I felt like I accomplished something as a counselor. I realized after doing this job for many years and my encounter with Joey is that you shouldn’t judge before you even know who they really are and to label them without truly understanding them. I now tell my peers that whatever kid that comes to our camp shouldn’t be identified as a rule follower, rule breaker, or a weird kid. They should be welcomed with unbiased judgement. With that being said my sole purpose after encountering Joey twenty years ago is to get to know every kid that walks through those camp doors. I will not label or put them in the three categories that I made up. Because I have learned that all the kids that walk through that door are completely different from the kid right next to them. They all can be carrying a different struggle on their shoulders. And from now on I will respect them just like

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