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A Time for Friendship and Memories

Currently, I'm sitting in a study room in Baker-Berry Library. Just last week, I was abroad, entering the new year with family in Panama. A couple of weeks before, I was finishing up my term in London. It has been a hectic month, but my traveling days are winding down, and I am now settling into campus life again. And what better way to do this than attending the famous snowball fight?

My freshman year I wrote about the snowball fight that happens after the first big snowfall of winter term. We get a mysterious email from Dr. Seuss (a Dartmouth '25!) beckoning us to join in the snowball fight. Excitement fills the air, as droves of students gather at midnight on the Green. As the clock strikes twelve, we heard the sounds of college students returning to their childhoods, throwing snowballs and both friends and strangers.

The Cryptic Message from a certain '25!
The Cryptic Message from a certain '25!
This night was especially special for me, as I had just gotten in from my travelings earlier that day. It had been months since I stepped foot on campus, having not seen some of my friends for almost nine months. So I double-masked, donned my gloves and my hat, and trekked out in the snow. My snowball-making skills were a little rusty, but nevertheless, I could hold my ground. But most importantly, I was able to see those that I have missed dearly--while of course pummeling them with snowballs.Not only that, but the snowball fight is a small yet significant way for the students at Dartmouth to have a little rest from the world around us, with Covid, politics, and school taking up a lot of our time and stress. For an hour in the middle of the night, in the middle of the winter, we can just have fun, just like Dr. Seuss wanted us to! 
Blurry Yet Blissed
Blurry Yet Blissed

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