Every Saturday, a group of MCS students devise some sort of entertainment that we all partake in. Because of the nature of Chewonki—how removed we are from some normal teenager’s Saturday night activity, like going to the movies or hanging out at the mall, we devise instead…creative activities that some would term bizarre. This past Saturday night, Chewonki hosted the “First Annual Chewonki Highland Games,” a night of wild costumes and hysterical laughter.
The Chewonki Highland Games, held in the Wallace center, our dining room/hangout area/kitchen, consisted of broomball and tug-of-war between “Clans” randomly assigned. My clan was named Inverness; other names included Glasgow and Aberdeen. Everyone looked up the history of their clan/city—Aberdeen has a renowned football (soccer) team, so that group dressed in all red with duct tape name tags on their backs and red war paint (borrowed from the communal art supply) under their eyes.
My group decided to wear green, so we borrowed green from cabin mates, rustled up some green sheets to wear as capes, and headed to the crowded art room to snag some green acrylic paint. One girl made a green and white checkerboard of her face while another painted giant green “I”s on our arms. Although my clan seriously got into the spirit of things, one team went above and beyond even our efforts—they borrowed bowls and spoons from the kitchen and made suits of amour from the supplies.
As clans trickled in, wearing the most bizarre assortments of paint, metal and clothing, we cleared the dining hall of chairs and tables: setting up the pitch for broomball. Clans faced off armed with brooms ready to swat a balled up sweater around the area, attempting to hit a blanket propped on chairs—our goals.
It was so funny. Watching my friends running around wearing sheets and shorts and face paint, carrying brooms, hitting a sweater—it was one of the most enjoyable Saturday nights I have ever spent. Even though we never really figured out who won the broomball battle. We kept forgetting the score because we were laughing so hard.
Olivia Woollam, New Orleans, LA (Milton Academy)