The word “Homecoming” might bring about thoughts of the first high school dance of the school year where students buy overly expensive dresses to dance in a dimly lit cafeteria. But Homecoming, or “hOUmecoming,” is totally different. The weeklong celebration brings together current students and alumni with many activities, and ends with the coveted homecoming football game. You also have the excuse to use the word hOUmecoming excessively. It’s like an unwritten law.
With all of the prior hype I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect from homecoming. I was excited about the parade, but I wasn't expecting much because I’m not a big football fan. The first event I participated in was the Yell Like Hell pep rally. I’d love to say I went to get my OU spirit on, but really it was for the free stuff. Right when I arrived there was hot apple cider and free OU coffee mugs to put it in. After that, no other convincing was needed. My friends and I then proceeded to indulge ourselves in free cotton candy and cookies while watching the Marching 110 and Section 8 choir in awe. Needless to say we were already in love with homecoming and what it had to offer.
I almost slept through the parade, but I was lucky enough to catch the alumni band which is all that really mattered. As a past marching band member myself, I was feeling major nostalgia. All the alumni members who were students just like me were obviously so happy to be back. That, paired with being surrounded by cheering families decked out in OU apparel, made for a great time and left me feeling proud to be a Bobcat.
The weekend was topped off by the football game. Yes it was sweltering hot, but the thing that was really getting me through the game was knowing I would see the Marching 110 perform along with the alumni band. To put it simply, I was speechless the entire show. Everyone had their full attention to the field, holding onto every note and every step. The sound reverberated throughout the entire stadium, the dance moves had the crowd cheering and laughing along, and the alumni gave a sentimental feel to the whole production.
Overall, my first hOUmecoming was a great experience and something I will never fOUrget. If anything, be prepared to say “OU, oh yeah” at all times.
Robin Kuhot is a freshman studying integrated language arts. lease note that the views and opinions of the columnists do not reflect those of The Post. Did you scream "OU, oh yeah" all weekend? Let Robin know by tweeting her @robin_kohut.
