I want to share this story because Ramah Canada is one of my most favorite places in the world, and my experience there was life changing and one of the highlights of growing up.
Camp Ramah has had a major impact on my family. From a social perspective, my two sons Omer and Itai developed many close friendships at camp and have kept many of those friendships well beyond their camper years.
Growing up, all I wanted to do was play sports in my backyard or at school with friends. So when I was ten years old and my parents told me that I was going to Camp Ramah, two things were on my mind: Would I get my fill of sports, and would I make friends? […]
When I was twelve years old, my parents sent me to Ramah Berkshires — that was 1964. I returned every summer, went on Israel Seminar in 1968, and later was a staff member for around ten summers: junior counselor and Hebrew teacher at Ramah Canada, doctor at Ramah Poconos, and then at Berkshires.
It feels like another lifetime since my years at Camp Ramah. Summers spent banging and sometimes even dancing on tabletops to the music. As a songwriter and performer, I strive to recapture those magically simple and awe-inspiring times at camp.
I have been to day school (9 years!), I am active at shul, I am part of the first ever class at the American Hebrew Academy (Jewish boarding school) in Greensboro, NC. However, most importantly, I am a part of a family that I will never forget.
This year I got up and I went to the land. Actually to more than one land but I did not leave my deep Ramah roots at home in Toronto. I am writing this because my Ramah experience has not been a typical one.