The Camp Creating The Inclusive Experience I Never Had
The Camp Creating The Inclusive Experience I Never Had It was June 1969. I was an 11-year-old visually impaired girl leaving home for the first time to attend Jewish overnight camp, the same camp my father had attended years earlier. Boarding that train to Wild Rose, Wisconsin, I was consumed with mixed emotions: already a little homesick and anxious but also excited. I was off to camp with friends from my Jewish day school and my community, as well as new friends I was hoping to meet. At that moment, I was just like them — filled with the same mixed emotions but eager to spend what promise...
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