The high school I attended has a tradition for homecoming week that everyone participated in. We spent our week dressing up as various things like twins, cows, aliens, Disney characters, etc. That week is the same one where homecoming nominations for our Homecoming Queen and Princess are submitted.
Some may have looked forward to the dressup days, but mainly, we all looked forward to the football game that is hosted that Friday. It’s called our “Homecoming Game”. There’s a ceremony held with band music as the nominees are lined up on our field with their escort.
Once every beautiful lady is lined up, the band ceases their music for the announcer’s voice to boom across the wide stadium. Everyone holds their breath, excited to see who is to be crowned and families secretly rooted for their daughters. Finally, when it feels like the silence has stretched for too long, the announcer calls out our princess.
The band would play as she walked forward with her escort, smiling and waving to her family that shouted as they pumped their fists in the air. The crowd begins to clap, whistle, and cheer as she is crowned before they are silenced by the announcer’s voice again. The queen will proceed to be announced and the band would pick up, the crowd becoming uncomfortably loud with excitement and happiness. The queen would receive a bouquet of red roses before she stepped forward with her escort as well. All the girls who were chosen would be cheered for and a photographer would rush to take photos of them before they walked off the field.
The queen and princess would pose together for a photo before they were allowed to leave as well. The event would leave everyone drumming with excitement, so when our football finally kicked off, everyone would be psyched and involved. Our tradition for homecoming is held dear by us who attended and currently attend high school because it is a part of our story and yearly activities.
Our school isn’t known for much, but that week is when we would truly shine.