Second week done!
Literally just repeating my dorm mate when I say “Days go by like weeks
and weeks go by like days.” It’s insane
how short this last week felt. Not to
say I didn’t do anything … Last week featured more cross-country skiing (in
which we had to cross “Siberia,” the snow covered field and I fell a lot), more
snowshoeing (we crossed a river and I fell a lot), and more general running
around and falling in snow. My chore got
switched to rams, which means I have to walk down the hill each morning and
tend to the rams. What does that
mean? Every morning before 8 (even
Sunday mornings when brunch isn’t till 11:30…) I have to make my way down to
the ram barn where I clean out their trough, refill their food, clean their
water bowl, and sweep out the barn.
You’d be surprised what a ram can do to its water bowl. I have to go back and take care of them in
the afternoon too. I’ll admit, they’re
cute, but the walk down seems like it takes forever. I’m spoiled here in Derby.
Thinking
of the walk down, today I almost got blown away. We woke up (or I woke up since I was the only
one awake at that time) to the scariest wind sounds that very accurately
represented the actual wind. It’s
ferocious. Luckily, walking downhill it
was at my back … which means I got pushed down hill. Coming back up, it was blowing snow straight
into my eyes. I tried to run up the
hill, but I have no stamina so I pretty much just succeeded in tiring myself
out. I’m not leaving central campus
today.
Next
week on Saturday, the town of Vershire is conducting its annual
“Snowshoeathon.” As explained to us, The
Vershire School was shut down a few years ago.
Not a serious issue since there’s a school a few towns over, but many
felt that it undermined the sense of community.
So as a result, they came up with the idea of a Vershire summer camp,
free to all of the children in Vershire.
But if it’s free, how do you pay for it?
Snowshoeathon! Each year, all the
residents in Vershire (including the children) snowshoe up from Town Center to
…. The Mountain School! Once here, we
feed them all and throw a winter carnival!
This Saturday, a group of us snowshoed down the trail to carve it out of
the deep snow. Considering the snow
depths this morning, it’s probably gone by now, but it’s a start. The first ones walking through deep snow got
some issues. For the festival, we’re
planning a play, some snow caves, snowball fights and such, and other winter
activities! The cook, Justin, is a bit
freaked out but I think it’s gonna be so much fun! I love that we get to be a part of the
community of Vershire.
The
other exciting thing that happened is I get to participate in the Garden Hill
Fund. TMS has an active alumni
association, of which the crowning achievement is the Garden Hill Fund. Twice a year, TMS receives application from alumni
who are continuing the Mountain School aims in their daily lives. A committee of alumni and students (me!)
narrows down the selections and decides who to award money too. It’s a great program, but it’s really
stressful since I want to give money to them all. If only money really did grow on trees! Oh wait, our trees have no leaves!
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