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About Haikus of the Day
A new tradition
Each day after breakfast, amidst the chaos of scraping, dish crew, and last minute work, both students and faculty gather together for morning meeting in the Flinstones area. The meeting is run by that day’s Plato, who starts off by reading their chosen quote. Plato then proceeds to call on the News and Weather person, followed by a plethora of random announcements. Sometime during the beginning of the semester, I decided to add some extra flavor into what I feared would eventually become a mundane morning event. I decided that this flavor would come in the form of a daily Haiku relevant to something happening here at Chewonki and sometimes things in the greater world.
I quickly discovered that writing a seemingly simple 3 line, 17 syllable haiku was not as easy as I had thought. However, I vowed to keep in going 5 days a week and so far have been pretty successful in maintaining this goal. I sometimes find myself running to the five-seven-five syllable pace of a haiku or waking up in the middle of the night to sleepily scratch down a dreamt haiku. Although it is sometimes stressful when I realize over my bowl of farm yogurt that I forgot to write the Haiku of the Day, the laughs and praise from the community always make it worth the effort. I have been writing most of the Haikus in our semester journal and I hope that people throughout future semesters will keep this tradition going!
Below are some Haikus of the Day and their significance or origin in the Chewonki and/or Worldly community.
At school meeting on September 19, we discussed the rare but important commodity of spontaneity. Students and faculty discussed the fine balance between the importance of routine and the necessity for unplanned activities. We came up with big lists of ideas for things we could do on a whim- some that would be for a day with the whole semester, some that would be for 2 people for ten minutes, others that could happen for a cabin at nighttime and many others for a variety of categories. The next day at morning meeting the haiku read:
Polar bear today?
And… as Chewonki does best, the community acted on our word. At 8:00 on a cold Tuesday morning, Steve, Josh, Grace and a few others went to the waterfront and did a weekday polar bear swim!
The day before the awaited activity of the Common Ground Fair, we all excitedly looked over the Fair magazine to choose what we wanted to do there. We were all fickle in our decision making because there were so many new things to take part in! How could anyone decide between a Sheep Shearing Workshop, An Apple Tasting, A Prize Goat Contest and Mule Demonstrations? The possibilities were endless and the haiku was…
The Common Ground Fair,
Many options, little time
That does not seem fair!
The day we got back from wilderness trips was a relaxing yet tough one. We were all tired, sore and hungry, but at the same time so excited to begin telling the incredible stories from our varied adventures. I went on the sea kayaking trip that (everyone knows) is the most physically demanding of them all. The haiku the next morning was…
Blisters, cuts, scrapes, burns
Are not symbols of weakness,
But signs of learning.
-Savannah Solomon, Hastings-On-Hudson NY