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Saturday, January 9, was the first huts night of the 2010 year. On Saturday after lunch, all the girls headed down to the hut cupboard to pack out for our hut night. Equipped with all the essentials like food, water, lamp, matches and axes, we made our way up to West Field where we would spend the night. It was a bit of a trek for some, but for others it was pretty easy with snowshoes. This was the first time I tried snowshoeing; it was pretty cool except it made me walk like an extra from the March of the Penguins. When we got up there we started gathering wood so that we wouldn’t completely freeze during the night, even though I was freezing already. Of course, some of us got distracted, we started hopping around in the snow, having a snowball fight, going for an adventure in the woods, and just slacking off. After too much slacking, Ms. Pedicelli and Ms. Barber made us stock up our hut with all the different sticks and wood we needed for the fire. I was a pretty useless hut mate to Jahel and Audrey, because I completely forgot everything we learned on Huts Skills Day. As the sun went down we got our fire going and headed inside the hut since it was freezing cold. Inside we stuffed our faces with marshmallows and hotdogs, and sang along to songs while Jahel played guitar. We played random games to pass the time, and got freaked out by weird noises outside the hut. Then Ms. Grossman came in to check on us, and we begged her to bring us more marshmallows, so we walked back to school for marshmallows and enjoyed the warmth of indoors, but then headed back into the -17 weather back up to our hut. After a while we fell asleep for a few hours, until I woke up to Audrey chopping wood at four o’clock in the morning to keep the fire going. After we refueled the fire, we went back to sleep. We woke up around nine in the morning on Sunday, cleaned up the hut, restocked it with wood for the next huts, and headed back to school. In the end it was a really fun hut night. Jahel and I roasted the best marshmallows ever and I left with a newfound obsession with snowshoes.
-By Kiara, grade twelve student
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