Do you remember your first days of college – I do. We were divided up into groups for orientation. In charge of each set of freshmen was an older student. The leader of my group was a sophomore education major who introduced herself as Michelle. I looked her over as we learned everyone's names and was happy that her blue orientation leader T-shirt was somewhat clingy. Her lightly tanned legs were also distracting, and they kept my attention as we started to play kindergartenish games, more for the purpose of learning everyone's name than anything else.
I remember at one point, I had to go and get a drink of water. When I came back, everyone was paired up playing Leap Frog. "Why," I thought to myself, "do we have to play these embarrassing games."
Suddenly, my arm was jerked sideways, and I was starring into Michelle's brown eyes. "You don't have a partner," she said playfully as a smirk spread across her face. I was rather nervous and embarrassed at this point, but I remember looking as she bent over in front of me. Her jean shorts pulled tight around her hips, and her shirt rode up her back. I jumped over her…
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I was walking into the school's theater for the second time during orientation weekend. It was a fairly small, private college, but through donations from alumni, they had a built a large auditorium. The last of the parents helping the students move in had left yesterday, and all of the new freshmen were waiting for the final day of orientation to end.
As the lights dimmed over the audience, the head of the orientation ran out from behind the dark blue curtain. "Well, have you had fun this weekend?" he shouted.
Thinking back on the short programs they had used to let us get to know our fellow students, I agreed (with everyone else) that I had.
The orientation leader continued, "We have one more section of our orientation before dismissing you back to the dorms. May I present your host for this evening, Mr. Victor Lloyd."
The orientation leader left the stage into the audience as another man, dressed casually in jeans and a blue T-shirt, slipped out from behind the curtain. He held up his hand to the light round of clapping, "Thank you. I know this isn't much of a sports school, but I did notice you have a cheerleading squad here. I've asked them for their help this evening, so will they come on out." He raised his arm to direct those of us in the audience to the side of the stage where four energetic girls came cartwheeling and bouncing out in white and blue cheerleading outfits.
Victor continued, "I hope you all have a magical first year at school, and just to make sure you do, I'm going to start it off with a little magic." He turned to the cheerleaders standing in a clump next to him. "I thought there was one more of you?" he questioned.
An attractive blonde cheerleader answered, "Michelle, she's not out here yet."
Victor asked, "Are you the captain of the squad?"
The blonde nodded, "I'm Stephanie."
"Well we can't wait for late people." He turned to us, "that's a valuable college lesson for your classes as well." Victor pointed at the blue curtain and it was pulled open. Backstage, there was complete darkness. Addressing Stephanie he said, "How about you four go backstage and one of my assistants will tell you what to bring out." The cheerleaders disappeared into the darkness.
Victor began talking to the audience, "I heard before I came out that you enjoyed the orientation. Let's thank the orientation leaders again then." The auditorium became filled with enthusiastic clapping.
As the applause died out, Victor turned backstage. The cheerleaders came forward pushing a long, narrow, metal table with a set of padded boards standing about five and a half feet above the surface in the vague outline of a person with several metal and leather cuffs fastened to the boards. Lying on the table was what appeared to be two gigantic steel blades. Even the table itself looked odd, with a crank just off center. The table was divided in the middle, and each half had a set of four legs underneath set upon wheels. The only thing that seemed to hold the table together was the clasp that you could see in front, and as the girls turned the table in a circle, the identical one in back.
"I'm rather proud of this contraption," Victor stated. "Let me point out a few of its main features. The backboard here," he hit the red padding with the palm of his hand, "is divided first of all in half from the top down to the table's surface. If you can see the crack between the two tables, it's even with that. As you can see each half of the table has only a few inches of board width, but it stands high above it." Then he motioned about halfway up the boards, "Each half of the boards are divided into an upper and lower section." He lowered his hand to the large steel hand crank that resembled those found on early cars, which hung underneath the table. "This crank controls these boards." He
Do you remember your first days of college – I do. We were divided up into groups for orientation. In charge of each set of freshmen was an older student. The leader of my group was a sophomore education major who introduced herself as Michelle. I looked her over as we learned everyone's names and was happy that her blue orientation leader T-shirt was somewhat clingy. Her lightly tanned legs were also distracting, and they kept my attention as we started to play kindergartenish games, more for the purpose of learning everyone's name than anything else.I remember at one point, I had to go and get a drink of water. When I came back, everyone was paired up playing Leap Frog. "Why," I thought to myself, "do we have to play these embarrassing games."Suddenly, my arm was jerked sideways, and I was starring into Michelle's brown eyes. "You don't have a partner," she said playfully as a smirk spread across her face. I was rather nervous and embarrassed at this point, but I remember looking as she bent over in front of me. Her jean shorts pulled tight around her hips, and her shirt rode up her back. I jumped over her…___________________________I was walking into the school's theater for the second time during orientation weekend. It was a fairly small, private college, but through donations from alumni, they had a built a large auditorium. The last of the parents helping the students move in had left yesterday, and all of the new freshmen were waiting for the final day of orientation to end.在观众席灯光暗了下来,头部方向窜了出来暗蓝色的窗帘。"好吧,你有乐趣这周末吗?"他喊道。思考的短的程序,他们已经用让我们了解我们的同学们,我同意 (别人),我有。取向的领导人继续,"我们有我们的方向在解雇你回宿舍之前的一个部分。请允许我介绍您的主机为今天晚上,维克托 · 劳埃德先生"。作为另一个男人,随随便便穿着牛仔裤和一件蓝色的上衣,观众席中离开了舞台的方向领袖躲在窗帘后面溜了出来。他举起他的手对光轮的掌声,"谢谢你。我知道这并不是一所体育学校,但我没有注意到你这里有啦啦队。我询问了他们的他们的帮助,今天晚上,所以他们会来了."他举起手臂来指导我们这些观众侧的 cartwheeling 和在白色和蓝色的啦啦队服饰弹跳出充满活力的四个女孩是哪里来的阶段。维克托继续说,"我希望你们都有一种魔力第一年在学校里,并要保证你做的是,我要开始讲一个小魔术。他转身对站在他旁边的一丛啦啦队。"我以为有多了一个人的你吗?"他问。有吸引力的金发啦啦队长回答说,"米歇尔,她还不出这里"。维克托问,"你是球队的队长吗?"金发碧眼的女人点了点头,"我是斯蒂芬妮。"好我们不能等待迟到的人。他转向我们,"这是您的类以及一个宝贵的大学的教训"。维克多指着蓝色的窗帘,它被拉开。后台,有一片漆黑。解决斯蒂芬妮说:"怎么样你们四个去后台,我的助手之一将告诉你怎样带出。啦啦队长们消失在黑暗。维克托开始与观众进行交流,"之前我听到我出来你喜欢的方向。让我们感谢取向领导人再。礼堂里装满了热烈鼓掌。掌声一死,维克托后台打开。啦啦队员走上前来推狭长的金属表与一组站在大约五个半英尺以上的人与几个金属和皮革袖口的模糊轮廓表面的填充板紧固到议会。躺在桌子上是什么似乎是两个巨大的钢刀片。即使表本身显得有些奇怪,只是偏离中心的曲柄。表被划分在中间,和每个半有四条腿,下面设置后车轮一套。唯一似乎要维系表是扣你可以看到在前面,和作为女孩转身表在一个圆圈,一个相同的。维克托说,"我宁愿骄傲的这玩意儿,"。"让我指出几个主要功能。篮板在这里,"他打红填充与他的手掌,"分为首先从表的表面上的一半。如果你能看到两个表之间的裂缝,正是甚至在这。正如你可以看到表的每个半有只有几英寸的板宽,但是它上面高高屹立。然后他示意关于中途上板,"每个半场板分为上部和下部的部分。"他放下手到类似于那些早期的汽车,挂在桌子底下发现大型钢手曲柄。"这曲柄控制这些主板。他
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