and if i have to jump, then i’ll jump and i won’t look down. you can cry, you can fight, we can scream and shout. i’ll push and pull until your walls come down, and you understand, i’m gonna be around . . . i’m sticking with you.
sticking with you, addison road
This is the girlie and one of her friends from her hometown, B. She’s a sweetie and has Down Syndrome, so like putting any two kids together, especially for such an extended amount of time, sometimes the girlie and B were absolute best friends like in the picture above, and others they can whine and squabble with each other constantly–more than is normal for a thirteen- and sixteen-year-old [B’s birthday was on Thursday while she was at camp, and she was graced by having a boys cabin sing to her].
And what can I say, they fought about girl stuff. There was a banquet on the last day of camp, which essentially meant we ate slightly fancier food for camp food, and that everybody got to sit wherever they wanted instead of just with their cabin groups, and that, oh yes, girls and boys could sit beside one another. Meaning, that the girlie and B and some other girls got very date-hungry and wanted boys to take them to the banquet [which, might I add, was an entire forty minutes long].
So early in the week the girls both had a crush on the same guy. And fought over him all week until the girlie’s sister wrote an asking-out note to the guy and he said yes to going to the banquet with the girlie. And then B was crushed and a ridiculous amount of fighting ensued. It was exhausting. I spent one night chasing the girlie and the guy around during a night game [did I mention the girlie is fast?]
And seriously, it was driving me nuts. I’m not good with boy drama, especially of the sort that involves a thirteen-year-old and Bible camp. But really, try reasoning with hormonal kids that “You’re young, you have enough time for this later in life. We’re at camp to learn more about God, and yeah, make new friends, but having a boyfriend isn’t all that important with where you’re at in life right now.”
Because, yeah, they don’t take that.
Anyway, later in the week, the guy got fed-up and exclaimed “Fine, I’m not going with anybody anymore”. And that was kind of the end of the fighting between B and the girlie for the most part. Thank goodness, sort of.
So, yeah, B and the girlie were total teenage girls all this week, frustrating for me, but unavoidable. Somewhat like the girlie, B needs more support but not necessarily a one-on-one support worker. Meaning, I spent some time trying to help her and deal with her problems too. Fortunately, the girlie is very caring and was for the most part very okay with sharing me. While she can be difficult because of her ADHD and developmental delays, there are times where Jesus’ love shines through her in HUGE ways.
Which will become evident in an upcoming post.