There’s something magical about Mi-A-Kon-Da that brings us back summer after summer. Something that makes living without electricity for a month or jumping into frigid water worthwhile. I’m not articulate enough to describe that magic in words, but I’m fairly sure everyone here knows what I am talking about; the magic of Mi-A-Kon-Da. When we’re on Birch Island we’re allowed to be kids and play and learn and have silly fun all day. But, we grow more than we realize at camp, and in the most important ways. We learn to tolerate being away from home, and that helps us grow. Our friendships grow in leaps and bounds here because we can cry and laugh and experience everything together. We come back bigger and better people.