Fall Rally

Autumn leaves, pumpkin spiced lattes, and festive sweaters are among the variety of accouterments to accompany the lasting flavors of fall. But autumn is also categorized with the conventional season of thanks. Of course, how could Key Club miss out on such a month! Throughout the course of November, Key Club’s objective has not only been providing the less fortunate with gifts and humble offerings, but also a time to take a step back from the quarter’s hectic hours to spend time with one another; the most memorable being Fall Rally where nearly 8,000 Key Clubbers across SoCal have stood in the frigid cold in anticipation for the black striped buses only layering themselves with mismatched tutus, brightly colored shirts resembling highlighters, and clinging onto spirit sticks for some good ol’ Key Club charm. As a first year attendee at Fall Rally, I could not even begin to fathom the number of people who were actually attending Fall Rally; but upon setting foot on Six Flags, my first impression went something along the lines of “Holy crud! I feel so crowded!”. All jokes aside though, it was absolutely fascinating, even for someone as introverted as myself, to be surrounded by thousands of other Key Clubbers, far more festive, creative, and passionate than I could ever hope to live up to.

And don’t even get me started on the spirit session. The line to enter was never ending, and people embellished with yellow, red, green, and all the colors on the freaking spectrum were pouring in and running rampant across the amusement park sparking up spirit battles. Crazy that people dedicate so much time and effort to make sure every cheer and note comes off flawlessly. As a junior, let me just acknowledge that I absolutely revolt at the fact of even waking up for zero period, but to wake up even earlier on a placid Saturday morning to spend time with friends is why Key Club is so much beyond what the ordinary community service events are. As an observer, I glimpsed a gander here and there of the spirit battles; as a Key Clubber, I joined in on the spirit sessions; and as the average, weary-eyed, sleep deprived adolescent, I had the pleasure of spending my Saturday with my ohana.