This story is not so much about any rushee, but about what happened during rush. It was the Saturday, just after our last pref party when we were tearing down. We were all pretty ezhausted from the week and were cleaning up the agger house, where we had rush because we did not have a house. Well, our rush chair was moving a large wooden lyre that we use for pref when she fell back and dropped it. The lyre then hit her in the head knocking her unconcious. The poor girl. We all stopped what we were doing and ran to her side. She went to the hospital, but fortunately only suffered a slight concussion.
So a few months later at our formal, she received the award for doing a bang-up job during Rush.
