he Harvard turkeys are strutting across campus in a final effort to demonstrate their deserved place as the campus mascot rather than a holiday meal.
Gaggles of turkeys, often pecking around in the grass, are common occurrences these days, both in the Square and in the Quad. You can imagine our surprise when we woke up one morning to reports of turkeys in the quad—the poor things had to get out there without the help of the shuttle! Troopers, they are.
Though Currier house residents enjoy the turkeys, the house has given them a stern reminder: a bright orange sign at the entrance reads, underlined, “do not let in the turkey.”
“There’s a little part of me that wants to do it,” confessed Sophie Westbrook ‘19, a Currier House resident who just wants to see the world drown in turkey feathers.
Currier residents are now engaged in the cultured pastime of turkey watching, providing a welcome distraction from midterm cramming and the recent Harvard-Yale loss.
“They’re right next to our reading room, and they’re not that interesting, but they’re more interesting than everyone’s work,” Westbrook said. “People just sit around and watch them.”
Students are taking the art of turkey watching very seriously, carefully observing their movements and tendencies. “Turkeys— they’re big, they stalk around, they’re scaly, they have intelligent, alien eyes,” Zeke Benshirim ‘19 reported. “They’re like small dinosaurs,” added Ana Karla Cepeda Diaz ‘19.
Turkey sightings are also a welcome reprieve from city life, Benshirim said. “I’m from the countryside— I like seeing wildlife.”
The Harvard turkeys really have pulled out all of the stops to get students in the mood for Thanksgiving. There is only one logical way that you can show your gratitude for the thoughtful visits that the turkeys have graced us with over the past few weeks— this Thanksgiving, “eat mor chikin.”