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One thing I really miss was our spaghetti dinner during I-week before initiation. The Wednesday night of the week, the new members would get tied to their pledge moms at the wrist with a handkerchief (mom on the left wrist, NM on the right) and then go on to eat a full supper (salad, spaghetti, bread, dessert-you only ate what you wanted, of course...) one-handed. It was supposed to teach us to work together. My pledge class was the last one to do it.
After switching to our new NM program, we also discontinued family titles (mom, dot, grandma, etc...) which was kind of sad--it made our families more cohesive!
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It's gonna be a hootenanny.
Or maybe a jamboree.
Or possibly even a shindig or lollapalooza.
Perhaps it'll be a hootshinpaloozaree. I don't know.
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