Author: Becca Goldman

  • The Final Chapter

    And just like that, here we are. It’s like we blinked and that’s all it took for seven weeks to fly by. In my years spent here, I’ve established a routine. The people I seek out when I need to laugh, the activities I go to when I need a distraction, and the places I […]

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  • Every Inch of Camp

    I was 12 years old the first time I saw Tel Noar. We were one of the visiting teams for the girls’ basketball tournament and we arrived screaming cheers, hair braided in double french braids, adorned in our beloved Pembroke purple. Our bus pulled in front of the office, unloaded, and we found a shady […]

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  • Through the Lens of Camp

    A picture says a thousand words, and when you haven’t seen your child in person for a couple of weeks, I can imagine that the perfect shot of your camper can say a few thousand more. Each day, I spend at least one or two periods jumping from activity to activity, checking in with campers, […]

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  • Camp Works

    Each week I carve out time to sit down, take a deep breath and look back on a week well spent. Some weeks I can’t find the time, and other weeks I struggle to just find the words. Sometimes, my speechlessness is because of exhaustion, but mostly because each week leaves me in awe. I […]

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  • Camp Time, Our Time

    In just a little more than 24 hours we’ve unpacked, settled in, gone kayaking for the first time, gotten our mixed table assignments, had our first BBQ as bunks, made 2500 gummy bears (we don’t mess around) from scratch in our Master Chef elective, gone swimming, written a letter home, made a friendship bracelet, met […]

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