A letter from Mr. D

Why WOW! Camp exists

A fourth-grade teacher, a camp canceled by a pandemic, and one email that turned an idea into a promise.

I noticed it first on field trip days. I taught fourth grade, and every year I pushed my team for more of them. Three, then four, then five. I wanted my students in front of people who were passionate about something real. Cool people who do cool things.

Because on those days my students were different. The kid labeled "a handful" was the first one off the bus. The quiet one wouldn't stop asking questions.

Something woke up in them the moment learning stopped being a worksheet.

  • A place
  • A person
  • A thing you could hold

I built it for fourteen kids

In the fall of 2019 I designed my first camp. Reptiles one day, cooking the next, and every expert a real one. Families signed up. I was counting the days.

Drawn, not photographedFourteen seats, one bus. Everybody gets seen.
March 2020

School closed on a Friday.

Every summer program was canceled, ours included, before it ever ran.

You know that part. I still have the page I planned it on.

A page of handwritten planning notes headed WOW Camp Core Notes, listing logistics, dates and costs
The plan that never ran. March 2020. Wild on Wonder. Wide Open Wonder.

The email that changed everything

When I wrote the families to say camp was off, one mother wrote back. I've never forgotten it. Her daughter had already lost school, friends, teachers, and routine, and this camp was the one thing left on her calendar.

She wasn't asking for a refund. She was asking if there was any way it could still happen.

Screenshot of the May 6, 2020 reply from a camp parent, subject line Re: W.O.W Camp! Announcement
Her words, not mine. The quote above skips a paragraph for length. This is the whole email, and the only thing I covered is my old work address. Exactly as she typed it at 10:06 that night.

She used the word back at me twice, in an email about a camp that no longer existed. Reading it, something settled in me. A vow, honestly. The next chance I got, this camp was going to happen.

What fifteen years taught me

I've been a high school teacher, an elementary teacher, and a school librarian. Fifteen years of watching how kids actually learn versus how we've decided to measure it.

Somewhere in there I got certified in the Question Formulation Technique, and it named something I'd been fumbling toward.

The questions have to come from the kid, or they don't do any work.

The Institute later published a piece about what we do here, titled "WOW! Camp and the QFT: Learners Become the Heroes of their Own Journey." I still think their title says it better than I usually manage to.

Danny outside school in a staff badge reading School Librarian, beside a student in a school polo
The badge says School Librarian. Before that it said teacher. Camp is the same job with the walls taken down.
  • Certified educator, State of Georgia15+ years in education: high school, elementary classroom, and school librarian.
  • Question Formulation Technique certifiedRight Question Institute, in partnership with Harvard University, National Geographic, and the Library of Congress.
  • 200+ campers, 20+ camp weeksFive summers of camps directed and facilitated, plus Saturday sessions.
  • Published by the Right Question Institute"WOW! Camp and the QFT: Learners Become the Heroes of their Own Journey" on rightquestion.org

What I got wrong

Plenty. Two of them changed how I run every week since.

The 1:1 rule

The first summer I booked a partner who talked at the kids for ninety minutes and gave them fifteen to touch anything. I sat in the back sweating, watching the light go out of them.

That week is why the rule exists, and it's why I now ask every partner the same blunt question before I book them: how much of this is hands-on?

The kite and the wind

The first aviation summer I ran kite building outdoors under a pavilion. The breeze never quit. Tape wouldn't hold, builds came out sloppy, and everyone was frustrated.

I knew before we started that the wind was a problem and I didn't move us.

Last week at Apex Gym I felt a breeze before the session, moved the whole workshop beside a building wall, and kept indoor space ready. It ran clean.

That's what five summers buys you.

The one I think about most

Emma. She built a great first version, then small frustrations snowballed. By Wednesday she hit a wall, ripped her board apart, left the pieces on the floor, and walked out to the sidewalk park.

My high school volunteers and I ran a rescue assembly. We went back through the video footage to reconstruct her original design, added support braces where it had failed, and hid it. When she came back I handed her a letter.

This doesn't have to be your final chapter.

from the letter, signed Mr. D

She kept that letter in her pocket like a treasure. She owned the rebuilt board, and by Friday she was glowing. At the library arcade she gave it away to a mother with two little kids.

I didn't plan any of that. It's just what you do when you've decided that a kid falling apart on a Wednesday is not the end of the story.

Five summers later

  • 5summers running
  • 20+camp weeks
  • 200+kiddos

The same families come back summer after summer, and a lot of them are the kids school struggles to hold.

Last summer two campers aging out of Junior Bakers cornered me to pitch an intermediate camp for middle schoolers, complete with Cupcake Wars challenges. They were lobbying me. That's when you know it's working.

Sawyer rated his first day of camp a 2 out of 100. By Thursday he was locked in, testing his board, giving other kids feedback and taking theirs. He finished the week at an 8.

The number was never the point. He left seeing himself as a builder.

That's the whole job. That mother's email is still the reason we run.

Same rule at home

People ask if I ever switch it off. Honestly, no. Get them outside, hand them something real, then get out of the way and let them figure it out.

Danny on a paddleboard taking a selfie on a lake, with a woman and four children in life vests on boards and a kayak
Saturday. Same rule, no lesson plan.
Danny grinning in a close selfie with four laughing kids crowded in around him
This is the face they get all week too.
Danny and his wife in a close indoor selfie, both smiling
Not a solo project. Never has been.

It's the same rule I run at camp, and I didn't invent it there. I just stopped making exceptions.

WOW! CAMP SEVEN CAMPS

From one bus to seven camps

  1. 2019The ideaA fourth-grade teacher designs a five-day, five-adventure camp.
  2. 2020Canceled, and vowedCOVID closes everything. One mother's email plants the seed.
  3. 2021The first real summerEach canceled day becomes a full week. UGA scientists, beekeepers, engineers.
  4. 2022The 1:1 ruleA lecture-heavy week teaches the lesson. One minute instruction, one minute hands-on. Every partner, every day.
  5. 2023PublishedThe Right Question Institute publishes how WOW! Camp uses the QFT to make learners the heroes of their own journey.
  6. 2025Beyond summerSaturday sessions begin. High-school coaches join with progress trackers.
  7. 2027WOW! Camp gets a homeSame teacher. Same small weeks. Room to wonder.
Danny Delgado

Mr. D

Danny Delgado · Founder, WOW! Camp · Watkinsville, Georgia

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