By Kate Pavao, Common Sense Media contributor
Whenever I try making summer plans with my 9-year-old daughter, she balks at the idea of camps, tellin...
That transition from mom's (or dad's) loving arms to the bus, that challenging moment of truth as they head off to camp, is what makes the experience so seminal for your son or daughter.
NEW YORK -- When the school year ends a few weeks from now, millions of kids will head off to sleepaway camp for a summer filled with color wars, kaya...
My crush also went to my camp, and I fantasized he would ask me to dance to "In Your Eyes," which was played every time, because it was the early 90s and John Cusack was still ruining romantic gestures for everyone between the ages of 12 and death.
As the school year comes to an end, many parents are making summer plans for their children. Married or divorced, this topic often causes many heated arguments!
If I am like my mother, I am the person I always wanted to be. The greatest gift from my mother, the best mother in the world, was how to be a mother myself.
A true educator recognizes that the destination and the central experience are strong platforms, which can either be woefully under leveraged or embedded in a powerful experience for your child that is leveraged to the max. This is rare.
It's a coming of age tale we're all familiar with: You're at summer camp, but can't go to sleep because your best friend Justin Timberlake insists on ...
I look forward to a prosperous 2013, and while I haven't been following politics lately, I believe that both parties are capable of bringing us back to times we've only read about -- like the ice age.
Based on my main inputs of TV and movies, it was pretty clear what guys were supposed to want. But what were girls and women supposed to want? What were we allowed to want? And separate from all that, what did we want?
Even if you've never been to camp, or if it's been ages since you ate s'mores under the stars, you can apply these simple lessons to your career for better satisfaction and engagement.
Before there were video games and the internet, there were books. Ask a baby boomer what it was like growing up and you'll hear about all of the wonderful outdoors and the magic that a good book has on the imagination.
Only after our kids mount the bus to sleepaway camp can we celebrate our long-awaited Summer! Of! Freedom! -- by running home to glue ourselves to our computer screens.
SGRRC's goal was simple: to empower young women both on and off the stage. Though it has progressed in recent years, the music industry is still very male dominated.
Imagine, these kids who have lived all their lives in Haiti have never been tourists in their own country. They have never seen anything except their extremely poor surroundings in Port-au-Prince. I felt sad at this realization, but so pleased that we could give them this opportunity.
If you ask some programmers what first excited them about computer science, chances are they will describe that sense of joy when they first started creating things.
From rural Maine to the Berkshires, at summer's peak you can spot them -- swarms of SUV's pulling out of roadside motels and quaint B&B's -- packed with "camp tourists" with kids in tow.
I spoke with a few other women who were somewhat panicked that their kids were going to be gone. It wasn't worry for the kids. Rather, it was worry for themselves. What were they going to do alone with just each other for two weeks?
This country cannot afford to have a woman whose kids went to Kinderland lead the Bureau of Labor Statistics. Who knows how her children brainwashed their mother with the values of the camp.
There is no doubt that camp's influence on all of us had been profound and everlasting. So profound that a former camper who passed away as a young woman asked to have her ashes scattered at there.