Field Day is Pulled Off Without A Field
I hesitantly enter the gym Friday afternoon, not really sure what to expect. It was freshman-senior “field” day, however, we seemed to be missing a rather important facet to the day – the field. While our precious stadium is still underway, the senior and freshman classes made do with what we had.
The afternoon started off with some body-bending partner yoga, which was quite the ice-breaker between my freshman buddy and me. The dimly lit gym filled with nearly 200 girls trying to stretch in every which way was anything but relaxing; however, I think most people got a good laugh out of it, I know I did.
The rest of the day was rather laid back. We were welcome to come and go at different stations as we pleased. There was a volleyball game accompanied by some dancing in the gym, bean bag toss tournaments, a giant jenga game, sidewalk chalk and tie dying headbands. Dying the headbands was probably the most intriguing to watch. Stained fingers either produced beautiful masterpieces, or something similar to mine, a hideous failure.
Since our largest space was in the gym, a senior vs. freshman dodgeball game was created. I think it’s safe to say that it got a little heated. Girls were sweating while throwing rockets through the air. Although it was a pretty close match, the seniors rocked the house, per usual, with a victory. Dodge ball was by far the best idea of our non-field day.
We finished the afternoon off with ice cream. I sat outside enjoying both eating the sweet goodness in my hands, and watching the sweet goodness being created before my eyes – our field. Is it ironic to end my “field” day by watching them build our actual field? Perhaps, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.