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Monday, October 3, 2011

President


President

by

Emily Morley

Emma Willard in the spring is one of my favorite times of the year. Crew finally gets to go out on the water, traditions like May day and Graduation happen and everyone is full of joy because they are free to frolic through inner campus after a long Troy winter. On this particular Friday evening, after a long, strenuous crew practice, the Jester rowers were full of energy. The dining hall was slowly emptying out for the weekend, but the junior rowers wanted to start the weekend off right. Instead of dispersing and tending to a planner full of homework, nine of us squeezed around the wooden dining hall table and played a game of President. This game would have not been complete without eating Ben and Jerry’s ice cream as a reward for our hard week in the classroom and on the Hudson River.

The cards were dealt out one by one while cartons of “Phish food” and “Half Baked” were juggled around the table. Everyone sorted their cards and the competitive race to be the president was off. Finishing your hand of cards first is the only way to win. Girls around the table started accusing others of cheating and waved their spoons towards the pit of cards, being president meant having an advantage over every other player. For the next round people who lost must give their best cards to the president as the presidents gives them her worst.

Recently coming back from crew practice where the team spirit and competitiveness exceeds peak power, this simple, relaxing card game turned into a serious, ambitious war zone.

The Ben and Jerry’s cartons soon were empty and the amount of energy was dying down due to

the fact that the same person won over and over again. We ended up slapping our cards onto the table and sliding back into our chairs laughing. Looking around at the people I was placed with, the food and jokes that were shared, I instantly realized that anything is possible when a group of people come together and enjoy something simple.

Shortly after the cleaning staff came by with their mops, cueing us to separate our own ways. I now know that cards, a group of competitive spirits and dessert can bring the busiest of people together with the first scoop of ice cream.



Copyright 03/10/2011


Works cited:

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