Saturday the fourteenth was beautiful. Everyone was outside, basking in the first day of true spring weather. We had successfully hosted an event for Step It Up day—we made our contribution to the 1400 + events held nationwide calling on Congress to face the challenge of global climate change. It seemed impossible to believe the forecasts of snow, rain, and wind for the next day. But come Sunday, the weather lived up to predictions
First it rained; mud covered the campus roads and paths. Them it started…well, it is best described as a slush being poured from the sky. Mud turned to black slushie squishing everywhere we stepped. Obviously it was disappointing—the juxtaposition of weather could not have been greater. But Sunday was just an overture to the symphonic climax of Monday and Tuesday.
Monday, we woke to a tempest. Howling wind, driving rain—I was just grateful not to be out by the open ocean…reports of fifteen foot waves at the location of Tuesday’s science field trip reached our ears.
All this would have been an inconvenience but not a pain if we had kept electricity…but no. At 7:56 on Monday morning, the power died.
It was fantastic. Classes in gloom, stairwells pitch black, lunch by candlelight. It was so fun. Everyone just basked in our total detechnolification—or at least most of us. That night, many MCSers gathered in the dining hall to do homework by gas lamp, fitting nine people plus backpacks around a table built for eight to eat at. Everyone was in a good mood—working together on math problems, reading aloud from history packets. Admittedly it was slightly difficult to get everything done, but teachers were understanding.
The whole week was like this—even when it stopped raining on Wednesday, we were still missing electricity. Eventually though, the adventure ended. Late Thursday night, the power came back on and that was that. I was sad.
-Olivia Woollam, New Orleans, LA (Milton Academy)