Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

RFKC we are out




Well, just Alexis and I are leaving tomorrow for camp and we are so excited but yet, we are sad because Charley does not get to go with us this year...he does not have enough vacation time to to get to. (Darn that cruise!) He is really crushed too.

The pictures are part of our decorations and I will send a couple from my phone before I have to lock it up on Sunday.

Pray for us.

xxoo

Summer

This is my middle son, David.

He is the light of my world (as all my kids are) and the reason we decided that next year we would home school our kids. At six years old he ought to be eating up knowledge, lapping the edges of the world with hunger and joy, but a certain system already started to put out his natural lust for learning. Little kids should not HATE school...not when they are six years old. So summer begins and we are going to conquer this world together.

Summer

This summer is going to be a blast because we have so many fun things planned...hoping to con the old man into a trip to the ocean. When you are a kid the front yard will do nicely.

I love this kid!

We are planning to savor the season because next year, next year we are joining the Home Schoolers in an attempt to undo the damage that has been rendered by others. Both boys have low self esteem and my six year old hates school although he loves to learn at home.

This will be such a blast because I use to play school as a kid, not dolls.

RFKC






Amidst shouts and wild cheers coming from rambunctious adults, who are wildly waving signs with names and their meanings in the air, sixty-four abused, neglected and often forgotten children arrive at camp. Some of the children who exit the two luxury buses which showed movies on the way up with happiness and their own joyful noise but others, the ones who are making their first trip to camp, exit slowly. Like war veterans looking ever so carefully for danger, little eyes peer at us with suspicion and doubt that anything good will come of their trip to the forest for Royal Family Kids Camp, Inc. (RFKC).

It is those battered hearts we hold camp for; the ones who need to know that there are adults in the world capable of loving them, capable of allowing them to have fun, who will encourage them to eat their fill and run until their lungs ache with happiness. Those distrusting eyes are the ones we train for and long to reach. The children that say things like; “My parents are in prison but it is okay because my new parents don’t beat me.” Or “I never realized until just now that I love my new foster family.” (From a nine year old girl who had been in five different homes.)

Steve and Valerie Burnette first became involved in Royal Family Kids Camp in 2000, when Valerie's father Walt passed away, because Valerie began attending with her mother in her Dad's place. Steve got involved in 2004 because, as Valerie puts it, "I started bleeding purple. The kids and the camp just kind of get into your blood and we started thinking that we could put a camp like that together in the Tri-Cities too because there was not anything for foster children in the eastern part of Washington. Valerie has been participating in the California camp and running the Washington camp since 2005, a feat that has become a year round job and she says even Christmas shopping seems lead to buying gifts for Everyone's Birthday Party.

RFKC is not a camp like any other camp around since it is manned entirely by volunteers, all who have a heart to serve abused, neglected and or abandoned children. The staff ratio to children is two adults per child. Yes, two per child. When the kids get off the bus they are assigned to a Counselor at the ratio of two kids per counselor; however, it takes a whole lot more people to make the team work. The Camp Directors efficiently orchestrate a musical of chaos and produce beautiful music, all to give a bunch of foster kids a week of normalcy. To give these young people a taste of what other people sometimes take for granted: camp, fun, friends, laughter, unconditional love, multiple chances to succeed, acceptance, a place to belong and community. It is difficult to understand unless these words from previous campers are also shared: “Are you really, really sure no one will come in our cabin tonight?” Or “We get to eat three times today? And a snack? What do we have to do in return?” Or even worse, “No, I don’t want to play dress. Well, maybe I will but only if you promise no one will take any pictures of me.” (She never did play dress up that year or any other year that she went to camp.)

Start up camps are often faced with obstacles when they begin, which is normally funding. For this camp, the challenge the first year, was actually getting children to go; despite the fact that there are anywhere from four hundred to four hundred and fifty children in the foster care system in our area at any given time. Getting kids is no longer the problem since that first year of only thirty four campers; our camp is always full and always has a waiting list. Word of mouth has assured that we will not have any problems getting kids who want to attend camp. As one little boy put it: “I wish I could live at camp!” Getting adults remains a challenge though, as many do not have the means to give up a week unpaid to go to camp and it is even more difficult to recruit men over women. Recruiting counselors and volunteers is a year round job, even falling onto the people who attend the camp as staff. For some of the toughest men in the area camp is the only time they seem to just melt, serving these kids puts their lives back into proper perspective and helps them see their own kids as God does. Just ask any man if it is worth the sacrifice he makes and most of them truly will ask, “What sacrifice?”

One dream that Wayne Tesch, the original founder of RFKC, has is that there be a camp in every corner for every kid to attend; Steve and Valerie are constantly vigilant to this call. 2008 will be the first time Bethel Church host its’ own camp after having gone threw the recruitment process of attending Faith’s camp for two years and attending Director’s training. The Burnette’s would love to see several more camps in the Eastern Washington area and remain committed to this dream, as well as committed to training up leadership to take over the camp should anything ever happen to them so that these kinds of comments aren’t lost forever:

“Camp is the only place I get spoiled.” 11 year old girl

“This is the second best birthday of my life. My best was last year at camp.”

“I’m just glad to have food.” 7 year old girl

“I never thought I’d say this, but Thank you!” 3rd year ‘tough’ camper

Some kids get to return year after year until they reach the age of 11 and “age out” of our program, some only come to camp once. Our goal is to make the week that they are here one of the very best of their young lives and to give them a tangible proof of God’s love. Something they can hold on to, cling to. Cherish forever and give them hope for their futures. For many of us it is amazing to see the difference a week can make in their lives, one camp volunteer said; “What I was surprised by was not how much they needed us but by how much we needed them back.” The feeling of love and happiness are contagious. Many of the campers go home and talk about camp with everyone they meet from their foster parents, biological families, social workers and therapist to just other kids they know. One social worker sent this note: “This is awesome!!! Giving them memorable memories they will hold close to their heart for rest of their life. Thanks to all of you for caring enough to make a difference!!!”

Better than anything we could say one little boy, when signing in at registration for camp last year, correctly summed it all up like this:

“I’m a part of God’s Royal Family!”



{This is something I wrote for our camp directors to help advertise and promote our camp, what do you think?}

Royal Family Kids Camp!





We finished our training for camp this weekend and now it feels like it time to get prepared. Today is forty days before camp and we are to begin praying for specific things...This year's theme is new blueprints, based on the story about building your house on solid ground. We are getting our cabin decorations together and Charley got the last Bob the Builder comforter at Ross yesterday, so Alexis and I are off to find more!

Pray for us...a man should not get the only in town!






One week makes a difference in the lives of these children.

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