TEC #44 was at times, I thought, boring and I just wanted to sleep. At times it was fun. Though it was only three days we all got along as if some of us were family and close friends. My first day at TEC I had an idea what it would be like since my brother Nicholas and my cousin Tenisha went before me. I also went to the Camp DeWolfe summer program two years ago. We went into the Recreation Hall where we saw other kids who arrived earlier. It was hard to tell who was the leader and who were the candidates.
Arriving at TEC, I already knew about ten kids, some from St. Joseph, Camp DeWolfe two years ago, Convention and one girl from my school. The day was long but we got a lot of work done. We learned a little about each other and we realize how much we had in common. The leaders of our tables each day told their testimonies and we, at group tables, gave our opinions and understanding of them. We went to the chapel everyday.
On day two, we woke up before dawn and went to the chapel. We were all dead tired but us guys, after a few minutes were ready to go. We had to hold candles and did not have to worry about falling asleep because the candle wax burned. Sure, some managed to doze off for a few seconds. Those candles were probably used on purpose to keep us awake. We, however, made it back to the cabins and rested some more before going to breakfast. We all were talking about how early it was going to the chapel and how tired we were because no one wanted to get up. We went back to the cabins and then to the Rec. Hall. We continued the stories and activities going back and forth to the chapel.
Third day we finished the remaining testimonies and one girl who told hers touched our hearts. She said that God loves us so much that when we betray His love He gives us a chance to redeem ourselves to show we love Him because God is so forgiving.
We went down to the chapel but I already knew that the parents were going to be there since I went with my Mom to get my brother and cousin a few years back. But it still managed to shock me how many parents were there. We introduced ourselves to the families and our groups and our group names. My group, Table #6 was St. Gabriel’s Angels.
When we were dismissed after the service to get our stuff to go home there was non stop hugging and "I’m gonna miss you." No one wanted it to end.
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