And there he was. The legendary Senior Line Skunk. I had stayed a few minutes after on Line Duty (between 10 and 12 pm, 2 counselors stay up in the bathhouse until all the other counselors are back in their cabins) to finish my book, and suddenly, there stood a small skunk in the doorway of the Deducky, the Line’s large, open-air bathroom. We made eye contact. “Oh, no,” I thought, picturing him turning around sharply to spray me with his stinky ooze. “Oh, no,” he probably thought, “is she going to eat me?” We maintained eye contact, neither of us certain of what to do next. Who would leave first? I decided an abrupt movement might frighten and provoke him. Instead, I made a soft noise with my foot by scraping it on the sandy, concrete floor. He flinched and looked down at his front paws. I held my breath. He looked back at me, as though apologizing for the intrusion, turned around, and walked casually away. I looked round the empty bathroom. I was startled and fascinated by what had just happened. At Rockbrook, we try to live peacefully with surrounding nature, wildlife included. We’ve got creepy-crawly, fuzzy-wuzzy, feathery, slippery, stinky, and stingy friends all around us. We believe it is important to allow nature to run its natural course even amid rowdy camp life. Chance are, you will come across some interesting wildlife during your time here. After a busy year in crowded streets and building, life at Rockbrook can provide one the opportunity to witness natural beauty that is constantly flourishing around us.
Sarah Hart Fishburne is a camper-now-counselor extraordinaire who attends UNC-Chapel Hill.