January 13, 2012 at 5:58 pm

GSA Lunch, A Moveable Feast


Artsfest 2012 – Students take lunch outside to watch their friends perform on the front steps.


Lunch: not a class, but arguably the best part of the school day.  Often, something discussed with friends at lunch is much more exciting than anything a teacher said. Actually that’s true pretty much all the time.
But where does one eat lunch?  The Lunch Spot is a crucial aspect of high school life.  Many, like Amanda Moir and Steven Bell, have staked their claim on one of the cafeteria tables.  The cafeteria, though it can’t hold all of GSA, houses as many as possible at lunch, and there is always a frenzied scramble to find vacant chairs.  Those who can’t find room, or, as is usually the case, those who prefer a more tranquil environment than the crowded, noisy cafeteria, find another place to eat.  Every freshman begins his lunch career in the cafeteria, but many soon leave to seek sanctuary elsewhere.
The hall, for instance.  A trip down a GSA hallway around noon will present a scene not unlike the streets of 19th century London.  Hundreds of wandering vagabonds, cast out from the overpopulated poorhouse (or lunchroom), sit hunched on the hard ground with not but a thermos of soup and a Tupperware container of carrot sticks to comfort them.  Unable to find shelter at one of those brown, plastic tables, they must make a home out of the cold stretch of wall beside the locker rooms, or on the barren carpet in front of the elevator.
Every nook and cranny of GSA, both inside and out, seems to be occupied at lunchtime.  If you need to ask someone for class notes that you missed, good luck finding them.  The bit of asphalt outside the pan room is where the skateboarders usually consume their noontime sustenance, though now, due to the cold, they can be found in a corner next to the trophy case.  There was a period last year when a group of students moved a whole table around campus and ate in a different place every day.  Abe Ziner, Everett Fiske, and Zak Plouffe Vogel famously ate on the front steps every single day from September to June, through sun, snow, and rain.  Some eat by the picnic table.  Some eat on the stairs by Ms. McCormick’s room.  Some eat in the basement next to the furnace.  Okay, not really, but people eat everywhere.  My friends and I, during the warmer months, eat on the front steps of the school, and I can attest to the importance and satisfaction of having a good Lunch Spot.
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