It felt like the butt of my pants was getting soaking wet, but really the metal dock was just giving that impression, mirroring the cold temperature outside. More than half the semester was down by the waterfront, piled in all sorts of ways, trying to stay warm. It seemed like the perfect ending to the week. Though it had rained almost every morning, the memory of that was drowned out by blue sky by lunch time. Relieved that it was finally the weekend, everyone was ready to just relax.
We had all opted out of study hours, having already spent almost an hour of it at neighbor night. Rhan, Selma, Samuel and Sylas hosted all 40 of us, allowing Binnacle to decorate a cake for their “Grandma’s” (cabin parent Elana’s mom) birthday visit and everyone else to see pictures of their science teacher in high school. After several minutes of in-between idling, people began walking down towards the docks, picking up all those passing by to come along. With the enthusiasm of 40 teenagers, we did our best to get down without too many casualties, artfully avoiding the trees and logs alongside the path in the dark. After finding the most ideal position for ourselves, we settled in and calmed down. After questioning all things moon related, passing around a light up Frisbee, and fighting off the occasional cool breeze, no one had any intention of bringing up or thinking about the upcoming days of midterms. For everyone it did something different, but I left with a sense of calmness, ready to spend the next two days the way I spent Friday night; happy, having fun and worry free.
-Ellie Youngblood, South Kent, CT