Narrative Essay About Greek Life

I was standing there in line; everyone facing forward, no one allowed to speak, good posture, it was as if we were in the military. Then I hear loud chanting and stomping. Everyone turns to face the door. What is happening? Everyone’s heart stopped momentarily and then picked right back up again at an alarmingly fast rate when we realized we would be entering the premises in ten seconds. We were their prey. I needed to relax and remind myself that everything would be okay. Just thirty minutes, I could do it. The door opens. We all file in one at a time and are greeting by about fifty girls singing all together with these giant smiles stretched across their faces and dressed to an intimidating level of perfection. As I entered, the scene overwhelmed me. All of a sudden I was taken away into this other room by one of the girls where we would talk for the next thirty minutes. The room I was in was unbelievably loud with the noise from all the chatter and conversations going on at the same time. It was challenging for me to stay focused on my conversation and not get distracted by everyone else in the room. It was also a little challenging to

For the parents who have zero experience with the Greek system, it could be described as a group of crazed educationally unmotivated sexually active under aged alcoholics that party every day in one of the many fraternity houses where inside taking place are “frat boys” shot gunning beers in togas while everyone else drunkenly chants “chug chug chug”; a parent’s worst nightmare, right? Wrong. The Greek life is a system where people with the same values can come together and form special bonds and friendships that lasts a lifetime. It is also where students can give back to their communities and or other national organizations by putting on special fundraisers throughout the scholastic year. For those reasons, I decided that I wanted to sign up for recruitment and see what all the talk was