Ahh summer! A magical time when parents get a well-needed break from their children, and children from their parents. Or so I have heard. I never went to summer camp as a child, so I can only imagine the bliss; see mother wouldn't allow it, as "bad things could happen", and my child refuses to go. Go figure!
For parents with students hoping to study or travel abroad next year, the recent horrific terrorist attack in Paris is a nightmare scenario. With three daughters myself, I understand the impulse to keep the kids in the house for, I don't know, the next decade or so. However, isolationism is not an option for me.
I met several wonderful parents and one thing we all had in common were the huge smiles on our faces. Our kids would be happy for one beautiful week. Our kids would be accepted and called by their correct pronoun. Our kids wouldn't be bullied or harassed for being who they are. Our kids would be safe.
Self-sufficiency isn't something most kids are born with. The school year, with its rigorous after-school sports and activity schedules, doesn't offer this sort of platform for learning how to be alone, or for knowing how to create their own fun -- a skill that's not only a good thing but also essential.