Secret Week Shenanigans
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Name: Noah Guiberson
Year: Class of 2014
Hometown: Houston, TX
Major: Neuroscience and Molecular and Cellular Biology
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If you’re interested in being a part of a sorority at Hopkins (guys, keep reading…this will quickly become relevant to you), in the Spring of your freshman year you will become intimately familiar with Secret Week. Secret Week takes place after you have already rushed and joined a sorority, and is the week before Revelation—the night during which Big/Little pairs are revealed. (If you’re unfamiliar with Greek Life lingo, it’s okay, you’re not alone…several sorority friends of mine are actually watching me write this, and are correcting just about everything I’m writing.)
A Big, I am told, is like a mentor within your sorority—a special person who welcomes you to the chapter and with whom you will form a very (very) close friendship. (Tori chimes in from over my shoulder, “It’s as close as you can get to having an actual family away from family.”)
But back to Secret Week…during this time, the Littles (new members) do not know who their respective Bigs are. The Bigs take advantage of this by showering their Littles with presents through anonymous deliveries.
Guys, this is where you come in.
You will be responsible for these deliveries. Fraternity pledges and freshman guys from the Varsity teams carry out most of these, and a few are couriered by unaffiliated males who are unfortunate enough to be close friends of Bigs during Secret Week. Almost without fail, these deliveries manifest themselves in outright hilarity.
Even though Secret Week is a time focused on the new Sisters, it ends up being a really memorable time for the guys who deliver their gifts, as well. Ask any Brother or Water Polo player about their Secret Week experiences and they’ll reminisce at length about all the crazy stuff they had to do.
I asked around and heard some great stories.
A friend of mine, Melissa, had to go on a campus-wide scavenger hunt facilitated by fraternity pledges dressed as secret agents. At the end of her “mission”, they surrounded her and gave her the gift from her big. Another friend, Jenna, fondly recounted the time she was told to do pushups for her gift by a group of shirtless pledges, who jokingly criticized her technique and kindly offered to “show her the proper form”.
Legendary are the exploits of pledges who delivered gifts to Littles in a variety of ways while actually inside the library. When he was a freshman, Hopkins Interactive’s very own JHU_Nick brought chocolate covered strawberries to a Little on M-Level!
I am told that this year one fraternity pledge will, in what is surely one of the most unique delivery strategies I’ve heard about, play viola during the entire delivery event.
The incorporation of music in these deliveries is not uncommon, but an extra-classy alternative to the normal Secret Week shenanigans is to hire the AllNighters, Hopkins’ only all-male A Cappella group, who are expert serenaders. See the action here:
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To conclude, a more personal story and a word of caution…about a week ago, a friend of mine (here unnamed until after Revelation) asked me to make one of these deliveries on her behalf. She assured me that I wouldn’t have to do anything too embarrassing, and that all I had to do was to go to Wolman Hall at exactly 9:00 p.m. in order to hand a bag filled with Secret Week swag to her Little, Hannah. Under these conditions I was happy to help. Nonetheless, I still managed to embarrass myself.
In my defense, I had been on the set of #LearnMoreSeeMoreBMore (the City of Baltimore) filming our most recent episode for eight and a half hours by the time I got back to Charles Commons, and was exhausted. I thought that I would take a little nap so that the person giving Hannah her gift on the first day of this special week wouldn’t look like death. I set an alarm for 8:30 p.m., and went to sleep.
Naturally my alarm didn’t go off, and I woke up at ~9:45 to a number of furious voicemails from Hannah’s Big. I bolted out of bed and sprinted over to Wolman, where I apologized profusely and gave Hannah the bag. Apparently, Hannah’s Big was planning to make me sing Hannah an apology song, but luckily she let it slide.
Moral of the story: don’t ever go to sleep during Secret Week…or at least don’t cut it so close…
Anyway, Secret Week is a fun time to be at Homewood. I’m a fan.
GO HOP!




































