As I sit with a cup of hot coffee in my Mount Holyoke hoodie in my London apartment, five years after graduation, mulling over Chu's comments (I have a few favorites - check out the Jezebel article I linked above and you'll know what I mean), I'm smirking. Sorry it didn't work out for you, honey. I hope you found "normal" real quick as soon as you transferred.
But I'm not normal, so I suppose MHC and I were a perfect fit.
And best of all, it's totally not normal to receive this amazing package on a Monday morning from a fellow MHC alum, two class years above me:
I was elfed. You wouldn't get it, Vicky. It's a women's college thing.
It ain't normal.
My elf was Le Petit Elephant AKA Anna. Why the Peeps? You see, good elves know what their recipients like: Anna picked up on clues via Twitter, and knew to send me these amazing Halloween Peeps all the way from Cambridge, Massachusetts to my office desk, accompanied by an equally fantastic Halloween card. It was a little too much kindness for a Monday morning and I must admit, I got a little teary (read: NOT NORMAL).
WARNING: Vicky, you might want to stop reading at this point, as I'm going to explain the elfing tradition and you might vomit at all the utterances of abnormality I'm about to make.
Elfing is a tradition that began in the Mount Holyoke residence halls sometime in the mid-60s. Around this time each year, when the leaves on campus begin to turn a vibrant red, orange, and yellow and carloads of students flock to Atkins Farm for cider apple donuts, two sophomore roommates will quietly sneak down to the room of their two assigned first-year "elfees" - preferably when they're already asleep. As any elf can relate, this often means a) not sleeping, EVER b) setting an alarm for some bizarre time, like 3:17 a.m. or c) waking up very, very early. They'll be armed with gifts, candy, cards, and magazine cutouts of celebrities whose thought bubbles contain compliments about the elfee, which are then taped to the walls of communal bathrooms (not quite what Chu might expect to find - see article for explanation). Elves cover and decorate the dorm room door with streamers, newspaper, and banners. Elfees awake in the morning to confusion, surprise, amusement, and then happiness. This goes on, oh, every day for about a week, until the elves reveal their identities to their elfees at another MHC tradition called - wait for it - Milk & Cookies (or M&Cs, as true Mount Holyoke students refer to them). I can't even fathom explaining that now because I can actually sense the disgust seething from Chu's person, even though we've never met (if we ever do, I suggest it be over a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a glass of ice cold milk).
IT'S NOT NORMAL. But it sure is fun.
By the way ... have you heard about Mountain Day?
