“As a department when photocopying our faces for an activity, mine didn’t come out like everyone else’s, in fact, only my teeth showed up. That picture became the source of laughter for counselors at the time that I had been desperate to be friends, counselors I looked up to when I was a camper. Not wanting to seem like a party pooper, or like I couldn’t take a joke, I started to join in on the laughter and even made fun of my own self, still trying to desperately fit in. On the inside, I was absolutely humiliated. Everyone else’s had come out the same but as the black counselor it wasn’t that way for me. The jokes about that picture didn’t just last all night, they lasted the entire summer. I’d never before been so ashamed to be black in a space. Even though at this point I had been at camp for many years, I was still an outsider, and I realized that even though I was a part of Aloha, in the end I would never fit in.”

—Aloha, Counselor, 2011

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