Quotes, Lyrics, and Other Inspirational Things


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instead of reblogging all the hot/sexy girls in their bikini with their very skinny bodies, take the time to reblog this, this is a beautiful as most would say over weight girl who is not afraid to wear a bikini and looks great in it, most people wont reblog because it wont fit in with their blog, reblog if you believe people should not be judged on their weight and what they wear, let alone what they look like.

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Really Cheesy College Essay about HC4HC

Amanda Cefaratti

Head, Heart, Hands, Health

“YOUR MOMMA DON’T WEAR NO SOCKS!”

“A-DING-DONG!”

“I WAS THERE WHEN SHE TOOK ‘EM OFF!”

“A DING DONG!”

At Hartford County 4H Camp in Marlborough, Connecticut these aren’t uncommon words. It may not make sense to others, but it makes sense to me. When I was 11 years old, these were some of the first glimpses I got of camp while barefoot, crossing a small river on the legendary weekly hike. When I think back to the eleven-year-old me, I recollect this sporty little girl with who felt awkward no matter what situation she was in. I remember my mother telling me that camp was the most fun she’d ever had when she was little, and that I’d love it twice as much. Although, my shyness kicked in as soon as I got there, making me too scared to introduce myself to any other kid. I remember sitting on my bed, frightened out of my mind, organizing my trunk. This is going to be the most miserable week of my life was all I could think. But the moment my counselors Sam and Bernadette took rolls of toilet paper out of their suitcases and said we were going to play a game, it forced me to speak up. This is the weirdest place I’ve ever been to. I have to sleep in these creepy woods? What did I let Mom get me into?! “Everybody tell one fact about yourself for every square of toilet paper you took off the roll.” Sam told us. I had six pieces in my hand, that meant six facts.

“I’m Amanda, this is my first time at camp, uhm, I’m 11, I…uhh….I play softball-”

“HEY! I play softball too!” a girl interrupted me.

Her name was Katie, it turns out. We signed up for activities together, and became great friends. At dinner that night, she told me all about camp: “Boys on the boys side, girls on the girls side. No elbows on the table. You get to do chores with your tribe, but they’re usually fun. The pond is clean, don’t worry. Don’t talk after taps, otherwise you’ll lose your free-time. Always have a buddy.”

Meeting Katie was definitely the highlight of my summer that year. She taught me all the songs, loaned me dress-up clothes for things like “Cowboys and Indian Lunch” and “Outer Space Dinner”. By the time the hike rolled around on Wednesday, I was a 4H pro. The best part was, I had finally broken out of my shell, and I didn’t even notice. I was singing, performing, participating in camp-wide competitions and even dancing around the dining hall to receive the mail my parents sent me.

When my mom sent me to camp I think she was more excited about getting me out of her hair for a week than anything else, but I am constantly mentally thanking her for it. Without camp, I would probably still be cowering in the corner of my classes, afraid to share my ideas because people would think I’m different. Well, maybe I am different. But I would never have known that if I didn’t go to 4H. At 4H it’s okay to wear funny clothes. It’s okay to scream pointless songs at the top of your lungs. And it’s okay to let your crazy side come out.

Our 4H’s stand for “Head, Heart, Hands and Health” and have taught me a lot of unspoken rules. “I Pledge my head to clearer thinking”: I can now clearly see that being unique is what makes life interesting, and being timid does not get you very far in life. “My heart to greater loyalty”: be loyal to those around you and they’ll be loyal in return. If you commit to something, don’t back out. You get what you give. “My hands to larger service”: don’t be afraid to get your hands dirty. A little hard work never hurt a person, and it probably strengthened them more than anything else. “And my health to better living”: life is what you make it, so positivity is key. “For my club, my community, my country and my world”: be dedicated, be trustworthy, loyal, enthusiastic and have a willingness to branch out and things will fall into place. Just in the 4H pledge, it’s easy to see the lessons a simple week away from home can teach.

Now, after many years a a camper three as a counselor at HC4HC, it’s been 7 summers since that terrific first day. Camp was the catalyst that shattered my bashfulness into a thousand pieces. I’m loud and proud in everything I do, especially when announcing who’s momma wears socks. Ding dong.

This place makes me happy beyond belief. Ask anybody. It’s amazing<3

What inspires you?

What makes YOU happy? Make a list. See how many things you can come up with. Categorize them, organize them. Play around until you’re satisfied. Keep the list, and whenever you’re feeling down, use those things to bring yourself back up! :)

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