Word: luau
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...first event), I do have a social life. I attend parties, I go to movies, I spend time in Boston, and yes, I have even visited final clubs. Let me say that my time in the final clubs at which I partied was enjoyable. The Garden Party and the Luau are two of the best social events on campus. Furthermore, the clubs do provide a great late-night alternative. In this respect, the role of the final clubs will be missed...
...were welcomed into Walker Hall by the sound of slack key music strumming in the background. Tropical flowers adorned the walls, people in bright aloha shirts darted around excitedly, and the familiar smell of kalua pig wafted through the room. Kalua pig, the centerpiece of every luau, is fire-roasted on red-hot stones in an underground oven called an imu. I assume that the organizers couldn't pull off the red-hot stones in the frozen MIT ground, but the pig tasted delicious nonetheless. Soon after my arrival there was the inevitable rush to the serving table, replete with...
Hayashida said that though it was a challenge getting such a large production off the ground with such a small college club, "It was totally worth it." "We put this on to spread Hawaiian culture," he said. Talking to him, I saw the importance of the luau, not just to spread Hawaiian culture but also to keep it alive in our lives here in Boston while we're so far from home. Zoe Kwok, a Wellesley sophomore, related that she felt that the luau "was an accurate representation of Hawaiian culture and a great place for people from Hawaii...
Suddenly, the fire alarm began its high caterwauling screech. An instant later, we, the Luau crew, protected from the elements only by aloha shirts, shorts, slippers, and a few layers of delicate flower leis, were asked to leave the building and brave the 20 degree weather. We trembled outside for about a half an hour, waiting for the fire department. The conversation drifted quickly from the initial euphoria of the success of the luau to how much we missed home and why the heck we were in Boston in the first place. "Why'd you come to Harvard?" someone asked...
When we finally re-entered the building, Bob Marley was still playing in the background and the food was still looking good. By the end of the night I had concluded happily that the success of the luau was a testament to Hawaiian culture itself and I found myself holding onto warm ties I had made that evening, only regretting the frosty March climate outside...