Mischief Managed: The Community Snowball War
“You can throw it on The Green,
You can throw it at your dean!”
These sprightly rhymes were a welcome distraction from my studies. In a poem sent from Theodor.S.Geisel.email@example.com to the entire campus, “Dr. Seuss” invited challenged us all to a snowball fight, asking in the subject line: “Would you, could you, in the snow?”
Dr. Seuss sent the same poem during the first snowfall last year, and I remember my freshman self eagerly darting to The Green with friends in the thick of midterms season.
Even as a sophomore, I felt the same wave of excitement, and it's easy to see why:
Our annual snowball fight fosters the spirit of inclusivity that shows me how Dartmouth actively cultivates a sense of family. As a sophomore, the snowball fight might not be a novel tradition to me anymore, but I still felt like the same old freshman running off to battle. There's something about throwing snow at your fellow classmates that's (for lack of a better word) magical. It's an amazing moment where I'm reminded why I love this place -- for all those times I've felt like my brain has been run a marathon here, I've had fun and silly moments to complement that "runner's high."
The midnight snowball fight is a small and often overlooked tradition, but it's one of those hidden gems that makes Dartmouth extra special.