Warrior Words: Wranglers and resolutions
We’re in the midst of autumn, which truly is one of the best times of the year. The NFL season has arrived, the leaves are changing colors, and the holidays are just around the corner. But for seniors, when we think of fall, we think of two words: college applications.
For those who are unfamiliar with supplemental essays, most colleges require prospective students to write a short essay on a given prompt. Some are typical, boring topics, but others actually make you think outside of the box, and answering the question has a gratifying feeling. For one in particular, I was asked to come up with a set of “guidelines of my life,” a few quirky habits I have that most people don’t.
I immediately thought of all the small things in my life that mean the most. Just as literature often has a literal and metaphorical meaning behind its words, I believe actions in life do too. And from these minute actions, I derived habits to put in my essay.
One habit, albeit a pretty common one, is to make a list of New Year’s resolutions. I create frivolous tasks such as memorizing certain (rather long) songs and limiting my intake of mint chocolate chip ice cream because, after all, there are hundreds of flavors out there that need my attention. But upon second thought, my list has a deeper meaning. Whenever I need to take a step back from my crazy and hectic life, I open up my wallet (where my list is) and read those resolutions, an act that always brings a smile to my face.
Another habit I have involves an elite group of motorists all over the United States. Yes, I am talking about the Jeep wave. Although it may seem silly, a surprising number of Wrangler drivers utilize it. I would have to estimate that maybe 50% of the Wrangler population knows about the wave, and out of that 50%, about 10% do it every time with an unmatched enthusiasm. So, after 12 years of math classes, I can safely say that 95% of the time I pass a fellow Wrangler driver, I get rejected. But nothing is more satisfying than a successful Jeep wave, a similar feeling to the one Kramer must have felt when he accidentally put up the gang sign that warded away the “Van Buren Boys” at the pizza shop (a classic Seinfeld moment).
Or finally, if I arrive home before a song that I particularly like is over, I sit in the garage and listen until its conclusion. As anyone who knows my dog Tucker can say, my house is constantly filled with a barrage of irritating and relentless barks. So, those last seconds of lounging in my car listening to music are the last seconds of peace and quiet I usually have that day.
It’s amazing to think just how much enjoyment we get out of the small moments in life. My New Year’s resolution list takes about 10 minutes to write, but provides a year’s worth of entertainment. The “Jeep wave” takes about three seconds, yet it keeps me smiling the rest of the way home. The last moments of a song while reclined back in the driver’s seat of my Wrangler are also my most cherished. And maybe the couple of hours I spend writing a supplemental essay is really time I spend learning about myself. After all, the big moments in life are just the culmination of all the smaller, precious ones.
Will Bruschi is a senior at Wilton High School. He shares this column with four classmates.