This semester,
I am interning for Missoula Outdoor Learning Adventures (MOLA), an organization
dedicated to connecting people to the outdoors.
One of their most popular programs is an outdoor adventure summer camp
that includes hiking, biking, rafting, rock climbing, canoeing, swimming, and
camping. This semester, my tasks are
outreach, administrative duties and field trips. On Friday, March 14, Porter and I drove to
Lolo Pass to give introductory cross country skiing lessons to sixty four sixth
graders from the Florence school. The
kids were separated into groups and had several activities for the day,
including snowshoeing and snow caves.
Porter and I had each group for forty minutes. Porter said that normally, he has each group
for at least an hour. Consequently, he
felt the lessons were a little rushed and talked to one of the teachers about
it afterward. Like most of the kids
there, I had never been on cross country skis before and was anxious to try
it. Even though the kids did not realize
it, I was learning with them during the first lesson. Already having experience in downhill skiing,
it was easy for me to learn and was a lot of fun. The kids in each lesson did fairly well too
except for one boy. He was obese and was
having a difficult time. I stayed with
him the entire time, gently encouraging him to keep trying and to not get
frustrated. However, he kept falling and
was on the verge of tears the entire time.
He took his skis off for and walked the last fifty meters or so. I felt bad for him but he just did not have
good stability. There were two kids who
went Nordic skiing before the field trip.
One of these kids skied way ahead of the group. We had to start heading back but he just kept
going. I called for him but he did not
respond. I am not sure if he did not
hear me or just chose not to listen. I
skied quickly ahead until I reached the boy and directed him back to the
others.
It is interesting to watch group
dynamics. The energy and personality of
a group can often be dictated by just one or two people. For example, there were a couple kids in the
final group who were eager to help us return the gear to the car. Their eagerness infected the rest of the
group, who also assisted us. After the
children left for the day, Porter and I skied on our own. It was like a winter wonderland! We encountered the old
visitor center cabin. The snow had
accumulated so much that we stood up to the second floor of the cabin, which
was well over eight feet high. This was
my first field trip for MOLA. It was a
fun day and a testament to the positive impacts of experiential education. Porter and I had over sixty children and
myself on cross country skis for the first time even if it was just a
taste. I look forward to more field
trips in the future. With each new
experience in the Wilderness and Civilization program, I gain wisdom: the
wisdom to communicate with people effectively, react to issues and challenges,
and appreciate nature in its most basic simplicity.
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