There was much anticipation for this Saturday night’s activity. After countless rumors, at dinner it was confirmed by dish crew six that this activity involved being grouped by cabins, dressing up in ridiculous themed outfits and making up a dance routine. South Hall formed a boy band, Binnacle revealed their gangster roots, Orchard led an 80’s aerobics class, the Gillies girls were protesting hippies, Ranch dressed up as ballerinas and the Gordy girls turned into interpretive dancers.
At 8 o’ clock everybody reported to the CEE. Every cabin went all out in their outfits. After posing for countless boy band album covers, dish crew six explained that each cabin would be given three songs to choose from and, in one hour, make a dance to it. After every cabin chose their song, we were sent to various places on campus to practice. After an hour of laughing, sweating, kung fu dancing South Hall was ready. At nine o’ clock, everybody gathered in the CEE to perform their dances. After playing spin the scraper, the MCS 42 tradition for assigning jobs, the order was decided. Ranch was to go first, Orchard second, Binnacle third, Gillies fourth, South Hall fifth, and Gordy sixth.
The room filled with excitement as Ranch House got up on stage and began to break it down to “I Don’t Feel Like Dancing” by the Scissor Sisters. Using their mandatory prop, a rope, they tied themselves together, unraveled, and danced. Next up was Orchard aka O-town. With their backs to the audience, and tongs in hand, they boogied to “S Club Party,” by S Club Seven. Everyone was impressed by their fly moves and originality, especially when instead of singing, “ain’t no party like an s club party,” they belted out “ain’t no party like an O-town party.” Clever. After O-town, it was Binnacle’s turn. They danced with mops and Ben Shachner played the role of Gwen Stefani in “Hollaback Girl.” Behind him a plethora of dance moves were present, from Sam Colt break dancing to Alex Macmillan lost in the land of candy and rainbows. Next up was Gillies. They seemed worn out after their loud protesting from earlier, but still broke it down with chairs, to “Everytime We Touch,” by Cascada. Now it was South Hall’s turn. Looking like Backstreet Boys, we took the stage. Every girl in the audience was in ecstasy as we kung-fu chopped and kicked. Their sighs of joy almost drowned out the song, “Kung Fu Fighting.” Last but not least, was Gordy Hall. They rounded out the pack, and danced with brooms to “Disturbia,” by Rihanna. At the end of the night, everybody was a winner, and then we had a dance party.
Peace and Tranquility,
Jack Phinney, Wilton, CT