Camp Nawakwa - Yearbook (Biglerville, PA)

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A l I Grccvizzgs from the D'i7'0Cf0l'. Dear Campers, XVell, another season at Nawakwa has passed and is now tucked away happily-we hope-in your memories of the summer. For some of you it was your first season at the Camp in the Wfoods. For others it was the last as a regular camper. For all of you it was an opportunity. Did you find it so? Those of us who enjoy your fun and fellowship through the years as you come back to Nawakwa are concerned that your camping experience be not just a week or two of good time away from home. VV e hope that during these winter months in your homes and churches your Nawakwa discoveri'es have been helping you+to meet your neighbors more gladly, to discipline yourself more wisely, to know your God more surely, and to serve your Lord more devotedly. The very best things at Camp Nawakwa are simply the basic features of the Christian fellowship. We hope you can both discover and create those elements where you live through the year. This is to bear your Christian witness. May the God whom we worship and serve at Camp, the Lord of the Church, bless you and guide your ways through these months as you grow and .learn and live. XVe'll hope to see you at camp next year for a new chapter in your N awakwa book. Yours, , REGINALD W. DEITZQ if

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l l 1 I 1 1 To Miss M. Margaret Beard whose unsellish Christian personality and years of devoted service to the camp have provided us with a living example of the spirit of Nawakwa, this book is lovingly dedicated.

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Yau-4rI2 0 ok A Junior Girls' Camp. . Winter has come, and Nawakwa is very still. There is snow in the pool instead of water, and the branches' of the trees are wei.ghted down with ice. The athleti'c field is covered with a white blanket, and the gum tree stands still as a sentinel, waiting for someone to approach him. Let's go over and see what he has to say. Aren't you lonely, Gum Tree, stand- ing here all by' yourself? . - No, girls, I am not lonely. It is true that the campers have gone home, and many of the birds and animalshave found warmer winter homes, but there is much to keep me company. Often I talk to the other trees and sometimes the wind whisl tles a tune through my branches. In the morning I watch the sun rise, and in the evening I watch it set. There are also other things to keep me busy, but part of the time Irest and think. ' What do you think about, Gum Tree? Usually I think about' the camps of the-'past summer. You were here last year. Do you remember the Junior Girls' Camp? It was a fine camp. I like to re- member what splendid. campers those girls were.' V In the morning the girls were busy in class, but I saw them frequently. The nature classes came to visit, me, and on warm days other classes would meet un- der my branches. When no one was here, I would watch the swimming classes. How proud I was of the progress many of the girls made! The afternoons were the busiest time for me, however. With all the girls on the athletic field at one time, I hardly knew what to watch. Usually I would watch each group for a little while, then I would close my eyes and listen to the fun and laughter. , In the evening when the girls went to Upper Temple, I could stand here and listen to their singing. I imagine they would be surprised if they knew how well I could hear them. The next day I always listened carefully to find out who had spoken to them and what the message had been. The first night Pastor Deitz told them what Nawakwa could do for them during their stay here. I wished I could have added a few of the things I have seen through the years I have stood here. Miss Felker, Miss Vollmer, Mrs. Sheckart, Pastor Benner, and Pastor Chamberlin also spoke to the girls. Ted p 7 Horner preached the sermon at church on Sunday morning. - The junior gi'rls were here during such a warm week that' their nights' doings were often outside, and,I could see them rather than wait to hear about them the next day. One night they had an evening swim, and they certainly seemed. to enjoy it. They also had a scavenger hunt, games on the athletic Held and, of course, a ,cook- out. I even heard about a bathing suit and song contest that was lots 'of fun. The song that won Hrst place was one of the many, written about Katie. . Then there was the closing council fire. That . . . is always . . . beautiful . . . but...a...little...bitr...sad. 'The gum tree is falling asleep. He is really very old so we must not think that he is rude. Let's justslip away quietly and let him sleep. Whenwe come back in June, he can tell us the rest of his story. I A r w + Busy bees. Zll0r1.z,ing., WatcI1..