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Inside CA's SnoDaze Medallion Hunt

February 09, 2017
By Gary Fritz
Medallion Hunt Winners
Like with the St. Paul Winter Carnival Medallion Hunt, Concordia Academy's SnoDaze Medallion Hunt gives students a chance to try to decipher daily clues to discover where the medallion is hidden. This week, Alex Moldenhauer, Gino Yarbrough-Wright, and Charlie Tastad found the medallion.
 
CA teacher Mr. Gary Fritz is the mastermind behind the medallion location and clues each year. Below, you'll find the daily clues, along with Mr. Fritz's commentary (in bold italics) regarding their meaning. (Obviously, the commentary was not originally published with the clues.) Enjoy this little peek into CA student life, SnoDaze Week, and the mind of Gary Fritz!
 

Clue #1

The plans were all set,        
The hunt would be fine        
But things here have changed     
Now it’s my turn to whine       
                        
The powers that be            
Decreed tomes obsolete
Their haven is dead
My plan’s met defeat
 
An earlier plan for the hunt that included the library had to be scrapped when the library was transformed into the “Becken Conservatory,” thus rather inconveniencing the writer.
 
Clue #2
Thus, stay out of there        
Why bother, why go?            
The prize that you seek        
Is elsewhere you know  
     
One year it was upstairs        
Last year by a pole             
Now think like it’s Christmas     
Or you’ll only find coal
      
So obviously, don’t bother going into the Conservatory since it has nothing to do with the Medallion Hunt. Christmas imagery is at the heart of this year’s hunt.  Anything else will prove useless, with the result being akin to coal, the “gift” left for naughty boys and girls.
 
Clue #3
Playing with the last line,        
Nat, Krauts, he did flatter         
When he sang with much cheer    
“wie treu sind deine Blätter!”     
 
To help in this verse, consider    
That Kilmer once decreed         
What God alone creates;        
But poems, from fools like me  
 
“Playing,” as in “word play,” connects with “coal”, or Cole, as in Nat King Cole, who famously sang “O Christmas Tree” in German. American poet Joyce Kilmer famously wrote “Trees,” which concludes: “Poems are made by fools like me,//But only God can make a tree.” So…the focus is on a tree, particularly of the Christmas variety.
 
Clue #4
Don’t be so dramatic            
Come join me, let’s play        
So let’s all go Into…             
You shouldn’t delay            

The way it is clear            
And when lighting is good        
You need not have fear        
To find what you should         
                        
This section reinforces the above. “Dramatic” and “play” are references to CA’s spring musical, but not the auditorium.  “Into…” doesn’t really make sense unless you consider it’s capitalized and  Uses an ellipsis (…), thus indicating more, perhaps a title such as “Into the Woods.”  Ah, woods, another tree reference. This entire verse is simply a paraphrase of an early line in “Into the Woods”, one said by Little Red.  It’s really only here because it is a reinforcement for the play imagery, it kind of flows nicely, and doing so amused me.  Plus, Little Red is played by my kid.
 
Clue #5
A line of true sentries        
Keeping guard ‘gainst a foe        
Face off against Norsemen        
To here you should go  
     
Branch out, take a bow        
Keep your eyes to the sky        
The trinket is nestled         
In reach not too high            
                        
Now we’re getting specific.  The trees along County Road B2 by the football field are in a nice line, like soldiers facing their foe, the Norsemen or “north men” again indicating location. Branch and bow (bough) are tree references. Look up, not down for the medallion. Nestled.  Ok, not really.  It was hanging from a branch within reach.  But, you know…nest…tree. Get it?
 
Clue #6
We’ve reached the fifth day    
The prize remains hidden        
But spruce up a bit            
And I am not kiddin’
 
It’s elementary dear Watson    
No shot in the dark            
We’re close, but not looking    
In grand Central Park     
   
This was the emergency last verse for the last day if the prize remains unfound.  "Spruce up"…as in spruce tree. "Elementary" and "Central Park" reference the school across the street. So, by this time, it should be obvious, even to poor ol’ Watson, where the medallion ought to be.
 
The medallion was hidden in a spruce tree along the north fence along B2 across from Central Park Elementary.