53 days until graduation
Let me get get starting by saying that I personally think that the Harlem Shake is a pretty cool thing. Yes, it’s been used and abused, but a good Harlem Shake is a golden treat to watch and enjoy. When I heard that our very own Saint Ignatius was creating a rendition of the internet sensation, I knew that I would have be a part of it. The planning was intense. What would I wear? How would I dance? I wanted to make sure that my contribution was worthwhile and noticable because I, just like everyone, seek a little bit of fame. All of this planning went nowhere, I just couldnt think of any meaningful moves to share, that is until my Lit class.
There it was, in the corner and against the wall. I was mesmerized with a giant waist up cutout of Mr. Pasko. This was the show stopper I needed. With his permission, I borrowed the priceless gem and proudly strutted my way to the cafeteria after school. You should have seen the way faces of teachers and students lit up when they saw my el grande Pasko. With it held high, I entered Rade and showed off the goods. Mr. Crew took the stage and began to organize everyone. It was like I was watching the directing of a movie. Everyone had his or her own idea and the set was constantly being adjusted. Finally, we began to film.
There were just enough “normal” students in their school clothes sitting around the table. In the middle was the Wildcat mascot getting his groove on to the music. Just as every version of this video, nobody seemed to notice or care. After about fifteen seconds of solo dancing, the bass dropped and the filming stopped. Phase two was ordered and roughly 100 students in their wackiest costumes came into the shot and started shaking. There was a person dressed as a milk carton, aliens, wigs, dumbells, and American flag, and a few kids without shirts. If I wasn’t an Ignatius student, I would have guessed we were throwing one killer Halloween party.
I sat atop of a classmates shoulders and waved my Pasko vigorously. To the pain of the classmate below me, I bounced around and cheered. Everyone was in the moment. All of us were just dancing, shaking like crazy animals, and boy was it fun. It was so fun in fact that we did two takes of the madness. When it was all done, students dispersed and laughed. This was an epic memory, and I’m glad I shared it was cutout Tom Pasko.
