"Mr. Kevin, is this corn?"

This is my second summer working as a Summer Day Camp Counselor at the Los Altos YMCA. Whenever anyone asks me how I like it, I always answer the same way, "It's as rewarding as it is difficult." I think that's the best way to sum it up. On paper, this job doesn't seem too difficult. I mean, you get paid to go to the beach, the fair, Knotts Berry Farm, assorted museums, and play with kids all day. In reality, it's exhausting. I don't know how many times people have told me "I would hate to have your job," or, "How do you manage this?" Honestly, I don't even know. There are times when I absolutely love this job. Other times, I want to repeatedly stab forks into my eyes because I feel like that would be more tolerable than my kids and their selfish ways. I am responsible for the well-being and safety of 13 kids for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, 12 weeks out of the summer. I do feel like I'm gradually making a difference in their lives, though, so that's a plus.

I've suddenly lost interest in writing. G'night.