The Hye Life

HERE IS MY LIFE STORY! DO YOU THINK THIS IS WHAT HE WANTS?

August 31, 2008: Driving to Evanston to hear the sound of Armenian music, to feel the rhythm while Armenian dancing, to eat the shish kebob and pilaf, and to see all my camp friends. This is one of the last Armenian gatherings we all have before we are drowned in our school work.

November 28-30, 2008: “Please Chelsea, come solo dance with me!” “I don’t know how so I’m just going to look stupid.” “It’s easy. Just move your hips and wrists and feel the Armenian music. You have it in you. Just follow me and everyone else.” Every Armenian in the Midwest is in Detroit during this weekend partying it up at the November dance. If you aren’t there, you are missing out. It is just an amazing weekend of Kef!

February 13, 2009: “Welcome to the Poonparegentan 2009!” “WOO!” The annual Armenian dance is finally here. This is the last time we have a big Armenian party before lent starts. Nora, Mike, Arthur, Alina, and I hit the dance floor, joining the line of Armenian dancers gliding across the dance floor doing the pomporri.

July 5-15, 2009: A pitch black basement, Armenian music blasting, and someone playing the doombag while 30 high school participants are partying. We were dancing all the line dances we knew and we were taking in the Armenian culture since we were at the Armenian Seminary.

July 17-25, 2009: “Parev. Inch bes es?” “Lav em. Shnoragal em.” The gorgeous sound of the Armenian language was filling my ears. At the St. Nersess Armenian Seminary we have Armenian class every day. I was able to say the whole alphabet of 34 letters when I returned home.

July 30-August 9, 2009: Hye Camp is finally here! It was a whole 5 days of not seeing my friends from Wisconsin and Michigan since St. Nersess ended. I am the counselor for the drama-full fifteen year old girls. Chelsea and I are also helping in arts and crafts. I am fully prepared for a week of fun activities, hanging out with friends, getting no sleep, and having Kef every night.

August 30, 2009: Another Evanston picnic! Chelsea is coming in state from Detroit and I am so excited. Nora is performing with the Armenian Dance Group of Chicago and then we are all going to dance in the street until it gets dark out.

Word count: 396