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I have been thinking about gratitude. I volunteer at a soup kitchen; I eat there once a week. I’ve learned a lot about awkward relationships across societal barriers. I’ve learned a lot about austerity and going without. I’ve learned a lot about trust. I’ve learned a lot about mis-trust. This last week I learned about gratitude.
Sometimes as social workers we can get into a frame of mind where we think our clients somehow “owe” us gratitude. We want them to be grateful to us — we work hard, we don’t get paid a lot, we try to get people what they need in a system and economy that don’t make it easy. We move mountains. So we’re pleased when people appreciate the work we’re doing for them. When we’re tired and stressed and doing our best but our best isn’t quite enough, it’s easy to slip into that frame of mind where we think we DESERVE their gratitude.
This week there was a man at the soup kitchen who was new. There were a few things that didn’t go how he wanted – when the meal started he watched other people at the table take large servings after he had been careful not to take more than his share. Our conversation meandered through some uncomfortable topics – for instance, he told me that I didn’t seem to fit in with everyone else, and wanted to know if the church that sponsors the soup kitchen planted a few volunteers at the tables for crowd control… I sometimes appreciate uncomfortable conversations (much more AFTER the fact than during!) because they are often the ones that allow us to speak candidly about taboo subjects – like the difference in class between two parties to a conversation.
Where our conversation settled after the meandering was on the topic of gratitude. Despite the discomfort and flaws he had seen and named aloud, he said, with absolutely no bitterness, hesitation or rancor, that he was grateful “for places like this.” He wasn’t bitter; he also wasn’t subservient. He didn’t seem to feel like he owed anyone his gratitude. He was simply grateful for a meal.
I asked him about it – because really, how many of us manage to successfully cultivate an attitude of gratitude in our lives? Especially if things are tough enough that we don’t have enough food at home? He said he has to work at it; and that he practices.
His life is such that he doesn’t have enough food. To get enough food, he has to do something that’s really hard – has has to publicly ask for help. And yet he maintains a stance of gratitude for the gifts freely given him in his life.
I was blown away. And grateful for his example.
– In the same way that I am frequently blown away by the young people we work with. –
Here’s just one example. At the first meeting of our Leadership Group this spring, we were concerned about bringing together youth from a variety of our partner agencies. Specifically, many of the young people at The Night Ministry identify as gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgender. Many of the young people in the gang prevention program we work with come from a faith background that tells them homosexuality is a sin. We struggled with the ethical ramifications of NOT inviting young people from one organization, and with the ethical ramifications of bringing them together in one program because of potential safety concerns. We looked carefully at the individuals who were interested in the program, thought carefully about when and how to frame the issues of diversity and inclusion, planned both the content and the sequence of our curriculum carefully, staffed the program with even tighter ratios than we usually do – and invited young people from both groups. All of our staff were impressed with how they interacted with each other. They were polite, generous, mature, inviting, interested…
What I feel when I think about that first session of the Leadership group is a sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the example they set for us.
When social workers are at our best, we don’t look for gratitude from our clients. When we’re at our best, we realize how much gratitude we have for the example our clients set for us. I feel like that’s especially true at CAT because of the population we work with. Sometimes teenagers can be brats – we all know that! We certainly see it at CAT.
But when we can call forth the best in teenagers, they show us the best in themselves, and the possibility that there is for our world. The only response is gratitude.
5 Years In: On Summer and Relationships
Hi there!
Things are picking up for the season here at CAT! We have 5 new summer interns, we have a Clinical Frame published to our website, we gave away 5 sliced watermelons at the Ravenswood Run on April 29, we’ve worked with 121 young people in April and May (that’s almost twice as many young people as we worked with in all of 2009!), we have more volunteer training planned than we’ve ever had before… The list goes on and on. For details, check out our Facebook page.
What I’m struck by is the power of ongoing relationships. I’ll give you a few examples of what I mean.
- We met “Bob” in the summer of 2007, during a pilot program that, at the time, I thought was a total bust. We ran into him again in June of 2010 when we started programming with The Night Ministry. He was on the Youth Parliament with The Night Minsitry, and his area of responsibility was with Adventure Club. We got to watch his leadership grow for two years. Now he’s in his mid-20′s, working and going to school. He’s also in our Leadership Program this year. It’s really great for us to get to watch his life change, and watch the success he’s wrung from difficult circumstances.
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We met “Humberto” in late summer of 2010. Some of you know who he is – he’s the reason we gave out watermelon a few weeks ago. That was the first year the Chicago Adventure Therapy was a Contributing Charity with the Chicago Marathon. When we found out “Humberto” was running the Marathon, we offered him the same thing we offered our Charity runners – we asked what he’d like for us to have waiting for him at our cheering station at Mile 14. He hesitated a minute, and then said quietly, “Well – I like watermelon.” So began our 2 and half year tradition of handing out watermelon at road races. In 2011 “Humberto” showed up to a program with bruises on his face. He’d made the decision to leave the gang he’d been involved with for many years and had been “beat out” by his peers and friends. In his own words, “Humberto” “messed up” his Freshmen year; since then he’s gone to Saturday School
Paddling at Jackson Harbor
and evening classes, and is on track to graduate from High School on time in just a few weeks. He’s looking for a summer job in order to save for college. And he’s participating in our Leadership program along with “Bob.”
- The leadership program that “Bob” and “Humberto” are both a part of has been planned by Stephanie Miller, our Program Coordinator who started with CAT in 2010 as a summer intern from Loyola’s School of Social Work. We’ve been lucky to have interns from Loyola since 2009; we couldn’t do the programming we do without the amazing students who come to us from Loyola. We’ve had young people racing in the Chicago Shoreline Marathon since summer 2010, and wouldn’t be able to do it without logistical help from The Northwest Passage. And the volunteers I told you about earlier? — we wouldn’t be able to have our young people racing the 8-mile course of the Shoreline instead of the relay course, that stays right on the same beach, if it weren’t for a corps of dedicated volunteers willing to train with our youth on a weekly basis, so that our young people and our volunteers can complete this course safely.
It’s been 5 years since we met “Bob” and started developing the relationships that have allowed for some amazing opportunities for our young people. Heading into 2012, we can’t wait to see what the next 5 years bring. We hope you’ll be part of them with us! If you want to join us, give us a shout atinfo@chicagoadventuretherapy.org or volunteer@chicagoadventuretherapy.org. Or if you’re a runner and “Humberto’s” watermelon sounds good, email us at racing@chicagoadventuretherapy.org to learn how you can race with us, raise funds to help us change lives for more Chicago youth, and get some watermelon while you’re at it.
We’re looking forward to hearing from you!
–Andrea and the CAT team.
Welcome to our new Chicago Adventure Therapy website and blog!
I don’t know just what to say in welcome. When I don’t know what to say or where to start, I usually start with the here and now. Right now, I’m sitting here on a sunny, blue-sky January day, with a cold front coming through tonight to bring us 6 inches of snow.
Corny as it sounds, the warm sunny day with its impending Winter Storm Watch brings me to what I’d like to say today.
Because the weather is at once a profound equalizer and a harsh reminder of the difference that privilege and circumstance create. We’ve all gotten to keep our winter coats in waiting; we’re all gonna get dumped on. The weather doesn’t play favorites.
But we’ll all take the news of snow in so many different ways. If you’re a paddler and you’ve been enjoying the extended Chicago paddling season, you might be disappointed. If you’re a skier, you’ll be pleased. If you’re harried with the everyday work slog, you’ll be annoyed to have to get up a half hour earlier to clear ice and snow from your car…
Personally, I’m hoping that the snow comes early, and that I can play hooky for a few hours and go paddle on the Chicago River. I think the River might be at it’s prettiest in the snow.

Chicago River in the snow
When I paddle on the River, I’m reminded that there are those who experience the River as a means of survival, not recreation. I’ve learned which bridges have dwellings under them; where there are people who want to be quiet and unnoticed, and where the guys are who will give me a hard time; whether it’s a make-shift dwelling with beer and a pile of clothing, or a well-designed shelter made by someone with solid campcraft skills.
My point is this. Chicago’s resources are like the weather. They are at once a profound equalizer and a harsh reminder of the difference that privilege and circumstance create. We all experience them. We’ve all got the River, the Lake, the parks, free days at the museums. But those resources mean such different things for each of us. The River is a recreational treasure for me. For the people living along its banks, it’s a means of survival.
The youth we serve experience Chicago’s resources radically differently than most of us reading this blog. When I paddle by a shelter along the Chicago River, I find myself thinking about the youth we work with at The Night Ministry – youth who sleep at friends’ houses, at shelters, outside – wherever they can find a place. I hope with everything in me that while they’re still young, we can help them develop the personal resources they need so that as adults they won’t be living in one of those shelters.
But it’s not just personal resources they need. They need access to our city’s resources.
I want to digress a moment to tell you about a friend of mine. I’ve known him for maybe 7 years. “Joe” grew up in the Lathrop Homes. He’s got a history riddled with violence, mental illness, substance abuse and heartbreak. When I met him, he lived along the River. When he gets lonely or his heart breaks, he thinks about going back there, because he doesn’t have to deal with other people when he’s under the bridge.
“Joe” and I once had a very long conversation about the guys in the gang prevention group we work with. I asked “Joe” for his advice and insight because as a boy and young man he was successful in the Latin Kings. I asked him to help me to understand the realities of a life so far removed from mine.
The next day, “Joe” called me. He told me it was really important. He said
I have to talk to you about the kids you work with. You just have to love them. That’s what you have to do. You have to love them.
I don’t want our youth to have an adult life like “Joe’s.” Our hope, our job, our dream, our mission at CAT – is to make a difference in their lives so that their adult life is different than “Joe’s.” We look everywhere we can to figure out how to make that difference.
- Our first program evaluation is almost complete
- Our staff has been working hard to develop and define out Clinical Frame
- I talk to “Joe” fairly frequently, to try to get a better understanding of what life and this city really is for our youth
- We look to Best Practices in the field of Adventure Therapy, recent brain research, and a variety of clinical theories and practices in our program development
- We try to give our youth access to the amazing resources this city has to offer
The most important point underlying all of this is to follow “Joe’s” advice – to build authentic, appropriate relationships with our youth.
Sometimes it sounds a little silly to me to say that we’re changing our youth’s lives by taking them paddling; or making the city better by climbing with our youth.
But I believe it 100%.

A new perspective
Imagine our 4 weeks paddling with a group of 15 girls from Alternatives, Inc. The first week, many of the girls were scared to put their toes in the water. They were scared of fish, sharks, drowning, barracuda, getting their hair wet… Stephanie had bruises on her arm at the end of the first day because one girl held onto her arm so tightly the entire time – in knee-deep water. The next week, we went into water that was over their heads, to many screams and squeals and shouts of “I’m gonna die!” The next week, we went into water not only over their heads, but deep enough that they couldn’t see the bottom. This was when several of them, including the girl who bruised Stephanie’s arm, got out of the boats and learned to swim. The last week, we paddled beyond the pier at the south end of Montrose Beach. If you know that beach, you’ll know that when you round the pier, you lose sight of the beach. And you get about the most spectacular view of this city’s skyline that you can find anywhere. These girls got that view on a perfect summer Lake Michigan day, when the water has just a touch of movement to it, and a color that rivals any Caribbean beach.
Here’s the exciting part – memory and emotion are stored close together in the brain. The neurons activated in each are close together, so they spill over into each other a little. The emotion that goes with that day and that view – the magic that is a combination of accomplishment, wonder, satisfaction, camaraderie – that emotion is tied to that view of Chicago; it’s one piece of their experience of Chicago. They literally, concretely saw this city as they’ve never seen it before.
Chicago for them is just a little bit changed. — And it’s theirs.
I love the warm weather we’ve been having. And I can’t wait for the winter beauty that comes with fresh snow. I hope that both will remind me that we’re all in this city together; and also that this city treats people very differently based on race, ethnicity, economic status, gender expression and sexual orientation, access to power, and a lot of other sad and unjust reasons. I hope that you’ll join me, our staff, our board and our volunteers in the momentous adventure of changing life for our youth, and changing this city for them.
We’ll keep you posted on the adventure, and how you can be a part of it.
Thanks!
–Andrea Knepper, LCSW
Executive Director
Hurting Hearts
- She lied
- She was manipulative
- She was very good at pulling each of us away from the group
- She tried to get us to pity her.
- She tried to get us and her peers to admire her.
- She tried to get us to give her enough attention to fill up the hole in her hurting heart.
- We didn’t want to let her take any of us away from the group
- We didn’t want to let her isolate HERSELF from the group
- We didn’t want to ignore any real fear she had
- We didn’t want to ignore any lack of basic resources at home
- We didn’t want to pity her
- I’m a good social worker – I like to think I’m compassionate and that I respond when people need help
- I’m a good guide – I don’t let a group get spread out, especially when the group is kayaking
This week I want to tell you about “Rico,” a young man in the same gang prevention group as Humberto.
- He’s got a great sense of humor, that’s frequently slightly mocking of us, the CAT staff.
- He’s really smart.
- He’s not afraid to call us out when we say something or act in a way that’s not quite right. Which is not to say that our staff is inappropriate – but when we work every day with people who live in a world pretty different from us, we sometimes say things that are offesnsive when we have no intention of doing that. I think it takes a lot of courage and poise for a young person to call out an adult in a position of authority, and to do it appropriately and with humor.
- He’s willing to try almost anything; even when it makes him nervous.
- He’s got remarkable people skills.
- He’s a natural and graceful leader – I have much that I can learn from him.
- I love his enthusiasm for the technical pieces of sea kayaking – “Rico” and I are kindred spirits when it comes to paddling.
- how he helped one of the mentors with his program on our camping trip: She was terrified of heights, to the point of tears and hyperventilation. “Rico” went back down the trail, sat with her, talked with her, and then walked back up the trail slowly right in front of her so she could watch his feet, and make it up the trail.
- how he used his own experience to encourage his peers: On the first paddling program, he challenged me about whether the life jacket would work. When I told him it would float him, he eventually told me “I don’t believe you.” He was the first to capsize that day, and flailed around a lot in the water – until he realized he was standing… The next week I asked him to help a new paddler with his life jacket. “Rico” said “You have to make it tight. Otherwise if you fall in, it’s gonna float up here (indicating his forhead) and it’s not gonna help you. And you have to stay still. If you move around it’s gonna get in your way. You have to be still and it will work.”
- how he worked hard to get his roll: He was scared to put his face in the water; but ended the summer so close to a roll that all the help he needed was a slight push on the boat with one finger. (If you don’t know what a roll is – it’s when you sit in a kayak, turn it upside down, and then bring it right side up again while you’re in it. It’s not in fact difficult to do, but it can be very difficult to learn.)
- how he calls it as he sees it: I was a little bit surprised when he told me that at the beginning of the summer I “talked like a rich person” but that now I talked “more normal.” I was surprised again when I called out one of his peers for mocking us, thinking we weren’t getting it, during a serious discussion. “Rico” grinned and said “you’re starting to understand us.”
What Do You Say?
- About trauma, and the way it re-wires the brain — and the way our programming can re-wire it again, providing access to the cerebral cortex and the ability to think before acting
- About teaching them what we have come to think of as “Chicago Literacy” – where North is, where downtown or the harbor or the zoo are in relation to their neighborhood, how to get there on CTA, how to read a map – so that these guys can have access to their city
- About what it is for them to get some simple respite, away from their neighborhood; a chance to let their guard down
- About the way their faces soften when they start talking about the beauty we introduce them to; about the paucity of beauty in their lives
- we hope he sticks to his decision
- we hope his decision gives him more possibility in the rest of his life
- we can’t claim that we had anything to do with it
- we’re glad we have had the opportunity to meet him





































