Lily Hager: You’ve got to sell it

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Lily Hager: You’ve got to sell it

Junior Lily Hager has always been part of pep rallies as a member of the band. She loves the spirit that pep rallies create among students.

Junior Lily Hager has always been part of pep rallies as a member of the band. She loves the spirit that pep rallies create among students.

Shae Daugherty

Junior Lily Hager has always been part of pep rallies as a member of the band. She loves the spirit that pep rallies create among students.

Shae Daugherty

Shae Daugherty

Junior Lily Hager has always been part of pep rallies as a member of the band. She loves the spirit that pep rallies create among students.

Lily Hager, Editor in Chief

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My pep rally days have changed drastically over the years.

As a freshman, I watched eagerly in the band stands, soaking in every ounce of high school I saw. I gasped at the Majestics’ outfits, I screamed the heck out of the Leopard Rumble, and I played the fight song on my piccolo.

As a sophomore, I stayed behind as my class graduated to the home side of the gym. I grew used to the Majestics’ skirts. I still screamed my heart out for the spirit stick. And I still played my piccolo.

As a junior and a drum major, I leave my seat in the band stands and prop myself onto the barriers in front to conduct. I Leopard Rumble through my sleep deprivation, I do not play my piccolo, and I, like the rest of the school, miss Nick Smith and his drumline-playing, overall-wearing spirited self.

Each one of those pep rallies was worth going to.

It’s not about the activities. The school doesn’t owe it to you to entertain you. It’s a gift to all of us that we are allowed to leave class just to hear about our peers’ accomplishments and cheer them on as they compete in silly games. Pep rallies are the only time I can geek out and cheer on the bowling team. It’s the only time the school can dedicate a few focused minutes to the cheerleaders. Pep rallies are about supporting each other, and if I can get pulled out of class to cheer on some friends, I’m doing it.

At that, leaving class is a privilege, not a loss. Nobody can deny that our school delivers each student opportunities for their education through electives, competitions, advanced classes and more. Missing first period on an occasional Friday costs students nothing, especially in comparison to the many academic advantages Lovejoy offers each student.

A pep rally is what you make of it. You can always compare your school with movies or social media, but your reality is what is in front of you. Just because the pep rally in “Grease” had bonfires under the stars doesn’t justify sulking over our gym’s air-conditioned setting. Complaining about sitting on the visitors’ side or about the inaudible announcers aren’t going to earn me a pep-rally-do-over.

The problem isn’t in the pep rallies. Not wanting to be there and sulking your way through it is your own loss. You’ve got to sell it. Sell your hype for the bowling team. Sell your love for the school. And freaking sell the Leopard Rumble and win that spirit stick.

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