G-money, Giles, and home are all synonyms for my cabin. It amazes me to think that I love living with 6 other girls so much. For many people living in a one room cabin with 6 other people sounds a lot like going on a bad version of Survivor: Chewonki style or an experiment in communal living gone bad. For me, cabin life means learning to live interdependently with my cabin mates while laughing so hard I can’t breathe (on a daily basis).
This is not to say that living in such close proximity to each other is easy. Along with the late night dance parties and out of tune renditions of “Year 3000” comes the times when you are trying to sleep only to be jolted awake by a crescendo of urgent whispers that erupt into roaring peals of laughter. Luckily throughout my cabin there is an unstated philosophy of care and consideration. Such that whenever someone is giggling too loud, all that is needed is a gentle reminder that someone else is tired and trying to sleep. While I know that life in Gillies will not always be so easy, I am firmly reassured by the fact that whatever our problems may be we will face them together.
-Micah Greenberg, Albuquerque, NM