The 4th Pip: The Whips* — Part IV

Freshman orientation, falling in love at the post office, perfect 500s on the SATs, the #2 Ticonderoga, and a trio struggles to settle on a name. ❤️

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Storming, Norming & Forming

“One interesting thing about you, then a treasured possession, then your spirit animal.”

The Residential Advisor for the incoming Freshmen was holding a get to know your fellow students. “Storm ‘em, norm em, and form ‘em,” he joked. “We’ll go counter-clockwise. How about you start us off, David?”

The Constitution

David began. “When my mother was in high school, she went to the post office after school every day to tap dance.

“She brought her tap dancing shoes, a box of dancer's rosin for a smoother glide, and a straw broom to clean up after herself. She arrived at exactly 4:35.”

The first time the postmaster heard her dancing in front of her postbox, he came out and watched her in her rosin circle. I’m not a fan, he said, but he supposed she had a constitutional right to dance if she swept up after herself and was out before 5:00pm. I’m a stickler for the Constitution he said. Out by 5:00. No exceptions.

“Polished cement government floors ar…