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I experienced my first Smith convocation last night.
Smith convocation is like no other convocation in the country. Everyone dresses in costumes that are related to their house theme (my house being “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) or they just decide not to dress at all…yes, I they attend naked. And during the speeches we scream and yell at appropriate times, do house cheers, dance to the musical performances (and with the professors on stage), and just act crazy as possible. My roommate and I were Oompa Loompas and painted each other from head to toe. Acrylic paint actually washes off remarkably fast in the shower when you have decent water pressure.
My first class is today. I’m taking art, intro to psychology, a first-year anthropology course on African-American folk culture, and French.
No more orientation which is basically the equivalent of summer camp at Smith…*le sigh*
Smith convocation is like no other convocation in the country. Everyone dresses in costumes that are related to their house theme (my house being “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) or they just decide not to dress at all…yes, I they attend naked. And during the speeches we scream and yell at appropriate times, do house cheers, dance to the musical performances (and with the professors on stage), and just act crazy as possible. My roommate and I were Oompa Loompas and painted each other from head to toe. Acrylic paint actually washes off remarkably fast in the shower when you have decent water pressure.
My first class is today. I’m taking art, intro to psychology, a first-year anthropology course on African-American folk culture, and French.
No more orientation which is basically the equivalent of summer camp at Smith…*le sigh*