A Very Privett Christmas

22 November 2011Robin J

The bold ram of Privett House wears his festive hat this month, a symbol of the great unity between Privett and Hope as the two houses came together this past weekend to celebrate the approaching festive season.

Though the house was not quite snowed in, there certainly was some frost on the ground, enough at least to warrant Houseparent Mr. Healy bringing out his cauldron to cook us all some homemade hot chocolate, a welcome energizer for all of the Priveteers and their guests who did not mind gorging themselves on the countless chocolates and baked goods.

But the food was certainly put to good use in all those hungry stomachs as there was much work to be done. First, there was the tree to erect and wrap in tangled layers of lights which were well layered underneath sparkling banners and ornaments. Then there were the downstairs and upstairs halls to deck with rows of multicolored lights and more sparkling banners. And then, of course, there were the windows to paint with everyone’s different depictions of Santa Claus and deer of varying shapes and sizes. Upstairs and downstairs, the house was busy with festive decorating, eating, and of course, classic Christmas music.

What was important that Sunday afternoon was not the activities themselves, however, but how the two houses joined together. The hanging up of lights, the hand painting, the building of the gingerbread house, they were all done together, and I think that Privett and Hope students, new and old, felt this bond strengthening in the hours that were spent together Sunday afternoon.

The greatest feeling of all for the Privett boys and their Hope friends must have been at the end of the afternoon, as all the cakes and cookies and hot chocolate were depleted, and all that was left was the memory of a social event which only comes once a year. The memory leaves a warm feeling for the winter break ahead, and also for the Christmas excitement that many may not have felt since we were younger, a re-remembered feeling lightly reignited, even if it was just for one warm afternoon in Privett House in the company of friends. By Robin J

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