By Melissa Ohden
Editor’s note. Melissa, the survivor of a “failed” saline abortion in 1977, speaks all over the world including at the last three National Right to Life Conventions. She writes frequently for NRL News Today.
Like most of you, I have a million reasons why I love summer. More time at home, endless hours at the pool, my list could go on and on. But I’ll share with you a little known reason why I love summer: pro-life youth– the opportunities that exist for them to learn and be involved in pro-life activities in the summer–and the opportunities that I am given to interact with the next generation of pro-life leaders.
I think my daughter Olivia may still be coming down from a sugar high induced during the NRLC Convention in Dallas. All of the exhibitors whose tables had candy (trust me, Olivia and her friend Clara Little really were thankful for those exhibitors) and maybe a NRLC staff member or two (I will not name names, but you know who you are) were generous in their affections and candy giving.
Speaking just for me, I know I’m still coming down from my pro-life youth- induced high.
There is something particularly exhilarating about seeing a room full of attentive and motivated pro-life youth. When you hear them ask penetrating questions, hear them answer questions thoughtfully, and hear them speak eloquently on the issue of life, you know the future of our Movement is in good hands.
As was discussed earlier this week, even the New York Times has recognized the array of pro-life youth camps that exist and how they attract passionate, committed youth (nrlc.cc/186M62B). I couldn’t agree more! Besides being a part of the annual NRLC Convention, my other favorite pro-life activity in the summer is speaking at youth camps.
I believe the depth of information that the youth receive at camp is vast, the amount of fun that they have is enormous (shhh, don’t tell their parents), and the relationships that they form with camp staff, mentors and one another not only inspires and motivate them but also result in lifetime friendships.
And let me state for the record, if someone from the New York Times would like to come to camp in Wisconsin in August, I will gladly wash their dishes, just as I do for the other campers.