Frosh and Conference: just like two peas in a pod

Imagine the thrill of driving back to Yale—the long-awaited promised land—with a bus full of freshmen belting "Bulldog" at the top of your lungs, while all those sorry FOOTies and non-orientation folks enviously look on. The pride you feel for your school is now overwhelming. You have just returned from Freshperson Conference, a school spirit-instilling experience.

I have to admit, I chose Freshperson Conference over FOOT because I hate to camp: I loathe dirt, not showering, bugs, not having a toilet, not having toilet paper, and bugs. So, I decided to go on Conference, a three-day trip to a camp in semi-rural Connecticut, and the experience was unique.

Let's begin with the basics. The place where we stayed was not much more than an average camp site. There were shower stalls and sinks for us, but would you wash in brown water on a mildew-covered floor? If your answer is "no," then you will not shower at all while you are on Conference. But hey, three days of hell is less than the one week FOOTies endure, and we still had toilet paper and mattresses. Conference is for those who like the outdoors but still value certain amenities of modern civilization.

Besides, beyond such petty complaints, Conference rocks. Since over 300 freshmen attend, you get to meet many people whom you will recognize around campus for the rest of your time at Yale. In fact, Conference is a great way to get to know people before you get to school. When you see someone familiar on the street, you can always ask, "Hey, did you go on Conference?" and chances are they did. You definitely won't come away knowing all 300 names, but familiar faces are always comforting sights.

Some of you are probably thinking that Conference sounds impersonal. However, the larger group of 300 is divided into subsets of eight people called "pods." Each pod has two upperclassmen leaders who organize games like Boppity-Bop (which I won't spoil by explaining the rules) and lead discussions about the issues that interest all frosh. You eat meals, participate in activities, and bond with the people in your pod.

The entire group joins in some memorable Freshperson Conference events. These include dividing up into residential colleges to learn and perform your college's cheers and singing the Yale fight songs in unison. One night we had a huge square dance with a live country caller. I know it sounds a little corny, but the sight of over 300 "intellectuals" trying simultaneously to dance and listen to a man speaking 200 words a minute was a spectacle. Another night we took a trip to a nearby graveyard and told ghost stories.

Freshperson Conference also includes educational speakers and panels which give an accurate idea of what Yale is really like. One highlight two years ago was the sex panel in which a number of students talked about their dating and sexual experiences at Yale. The Conference coordinators selected a diverse array of students speakers. One man discussed being homosexual at Yale, another talked about having a long-distance girlfriend, and another spoke about being a virgin. Most memorable was the girl who spoke about her countless "random hookups." The speakers were realistic and believable, and they didn't try to hype Yale.

Conference shows a slice of life at Yale and ensures that you'll arrive knowing a handful of people well—and sort-of-knowing a whole bunch. You'll return to campus with friends, so you won't feel as clueless during the first few days of school.

Just remember, though: if you want to return to Yale in one piece, don't take a shower in the cabins—and if you do, don't swallow the water.

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