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Quidkid(s) of the Week: Double double, Rebecca and trouble

7 Mar

Due to my overwhelming laziness last week (Reading Week – that’s Canadian Spring Break – is a valid excuse), I missed an article. Now, I know that all of you have been wandering aimlessly in a state of uOttawa Quidkid deprivation, gazing listlessly out windows with rain trickling slowly down the panes, banging your heads against the wall, periodically falling to your knees and shouting to the heavens. This ends today. For today, I bring you not one, but TWO Quidkids of the week. Hold onto your bowler hats, ladies and gents, it’s an all-new Quidkid of the Week: now with 200% more Rebecca than ever before!


Quidkid #1: Rebecca Alley – Coach Rebeccamom!

Quidkid #2: Rebecca Junior!

That’s right! This week I had the incredibly humbling experience of interviewing two generations of the uOttawa Quidditch family. Coach Rebeccamom and same-age daughter Rebecca Jr. both sat down with me to discuss family, frogs, and Fred. Brooms up!

If you look to the furthest reaches of this photobombception, you’ll see Rebeccamom and Junior! Like quidmother, like quiddaughter.

Let’s start with our usual set of Muggle questions: What programs and years are you ladies in?

JR: I’m nearing the end of my second year (Ack! Already?!) in French Studies with a minor in German Language and Culture.

Mom: I’m in my second year of Human Kinetics. The science-y version of it.

And what brought the two of you to Quidditch?

JR: When I learned that I couldn’t play Quidditch on Pottermore, I needed to find an alternative, especially since I am no longer able to count down days eagerly in anticipation of the next Harry Potter book/movie. I also have family from Transylvania, a region in Romania that boasts the National Quidditch Team that beat the English National Team 390-10 at the Quidditch World Cup of 1994. So, I guess you could say Quidditch is in my blood.

Mom: A friend from paddling told me about the team and we were going to join together, but she ended up not being able to. I was skeptical of joining by myself when I found out that my lab partner was joining! So we went together and I absolutely loved it and kept coming back.

Bonus question for Mom! What made you decide to give coaching a try?

Mom: Coaching seemed like a lot of fun and I really wanted to get more involved with the team, so it was a logical next step. Chris (Coach #2 and absentee father) and I didn’t know each other all that well; we bonded through the coaching process.

Rebeccamom and Daddy using their stern coaching voices at World Cup V

What is your jersey number? Is there any significance to it?

JR: This is quite ridiculous, I warn you: but in grade 10 I didn’t do so hot on my first trigonometry test. 72% was my mark. I was not impressed and my friends teased me forever about it (cue the beginning of the infamous “Knock knock! Who’s there? 72!” jokes). Eventually, we turned the negative connotation into something of pure awesome (ie. “72? AWWW YEAAAA”).

Mom: My number is 4, because I’m always in the back of the K4 when I paddle.

What position do you play?

JR: Chaser/Dancer/Theme Song Writer.

Mom: When I’m on the field I’m usually a Seeker, although I may start Chasing soon enough.

Both Rebeccas play a multitude of on- and off-field roles. No doubt the two of you have had some marvelous Quidditch experiences! (Quexperiences…? Quidperiences…? There ought to be a quocabulary word for that.) What has been the best moment of your Quidditch career sofar?

JR: Receiving my jersey. It wa so beautiful that I couldn’t stop grinning as soon as I put it on. (Ed: it is a well-documented fact that uOttawa Quidditch has some of the sexiest jerseys in the quorld.)

Mom: The entire World Cup V experience. Seeing the team playing their hardest and working really well together was a proud mommy moment, not to mention the spirit and energy we brought was amazing.

The moms (flanking a drummer from… Texas, of all places) lead us into battle at World Cup V!

How about the worst or scariest?

JR: The scariest moment was definitely my first quinjury! Thanks to my superb grace and poise, I tripped over my own feet while running through a Beater drill and tore a muscle near my knee. And, because I grew up in the dance world, a knee injury is a nightmare and I was terrified. But all was well.

Mom: Quinjury for me as well. One of our earliest conditioning sessions of the season, we were running suicides in the dark (Ed: We’re kind of hardcore) and I sprained my ankle. I heard a snap, and then had to sit on the sidelines for the rest of practice coaching while I iced it… then I had to walk home.

( Interviewer note: I was at that practice. She made us keep running suicides. She yelled at us THROUGH TEARS to run fasterIt was terrifying.)

So, Junior mentioned dance, and Mom, you’re huge into kayaking. What is the biggest similarity between Quidditch and your fake sports?

JR: I’ve been dancing since the age of 4, so I definitely bring my dance-ability to the pitch in every circumstance.

Mom: The amount of running involved in training is probably where the similarities start AND end. Kayaking and Quidditch are obviously both team sports, but in a different way. Quidditch definitely has a lot more of the social aspect of team play. Other than that, they’re opposites for me: Quidditch is on land, paddling is a water sport, Quidditch is for the school year, paddling is for the summer… they’re pretty different.

Since, as I am sure the two of you are aware, you play Quidditch with a band of absolute geniuses who navigated the perils of a double-Rebecca situation, tell us about the stellar nicknames they created.

JR: I grew up in a small Muggle community, and while every witch-to-be notices she can do certain unexplainable things (such as being able to leap tall buildings in a single bound), the only truly bizarre thing I ever noticed about my childhood was all of the brooms found at my house: at least two in the house, one in the garage, one in the shed in our backyard, and two in my closet. My Muggle parents directed me to use the brooms to clean. Once, my Muggle father even taught me how to properly sweep. Anyway, after a few stints of flying down my neighbour’s hill on a broom (which I placed on top of a toboggan and sat on as I slid down the hill) and flying into the pool (my Muggle mother often encouraged me to jump in the air with a broom between my legs to give the illusion of flight), I was on my way to Ottawa. I soon discovered that I had secretly been trained as a Quidditch player throughout my childhood! To my surprise, I was then reunited with my mother, Rebeccamom. The other quidkids were unable to address Rebecca and me without confusion, so I was christened “Rebecca Junior” or “Junior” for short.

Mom: “Rebeccamom” just sort of happened. Since the team has both two Rebeccas and two moms (myself and Claremom), it’s a quick way to differentiate.

Junior’s childhood problems included inability to leap tall buildings in a single bound and a lack of flying brooms, but snitches? Not a problem.

Does the quid-family have a Weasleyesque hereditary Hogwarts house, or are you two in different ones?

JR: I’m proud to say that I have two thumbs and I’m a Hufflepuff! Also I’m a particularly good finder and my great finds include, but are not limited to, 112 punch buggies every day. No word of a lie.

Mom: Gryffinpuff. The hint of Gryffindor found its way in there only because Hufflepuffs think before they act, and I don’t.

Editor’s note: say ‘hereditary Hogwarts house’ five times fast. Go!

Definitely a Hufflepuff.

Where would you FIND yourselves most often if you lived at Hogwarts?

JR: I would really like to hang out in the Kitchen and learn new recipes. I swear this is not a S.P.E.W. movement, just a general love of food and cooking!

Mom: Outside on the grounds, just exploring. I would probably end up in the Forbidden Forest a few times.

Rebecca Junior makes a BOLD statement on the plight of house elf equality! If you had a magical creature as a pet, what would it be and what would you name it?

JR: I would have a Fwooper named Gertrude McFuzz.

Mom: I would want a Centaur, but it would be my friend since I think it would object to being a pet. I guess I wouldn’t get to name it then. 

What would your patronus be?

JR: A monkey (Monkey inspiration in my life includes: Abu from Aladdin, the flying monkeys of Oz, and my being a monkey on the Chinese zodiac).

A stunningly accurate self-portrait of Junior.

Mom: It would have to be a water animal. This isn’t a Hermione reference, but it would probably be an otter. They’re playful and live in the water, which I essentially do as well.

What would your best subject/major be at Hogwarts?

JR: I definitely would strive in Divination, even though most people consider it to be a fluffy subject. I’m a great admirer of tea and would enjoy drinking tea in order to read the leaves. I also believe that my Transylvanian heritage has given me some of my magical powers: Transylvania is known to be a land of mystery and magic!

Mom: I think I’d like Care of Magical Creatures or Herbology because they’re both really hands-on. Those or potions, but only if Snape wasn’t teaching.

Which Harry Potter character do you see yourself as?

JR: I like to believe I share Ginny’s independence and wittiness and her not-being-a-wimp-ness. Also, we both play Quidditch.

Mom: According to the team, I’m Oliver Wood.

Oliver Wood 2.0 coaching her minions – I mean, uh, her team.

Yes, mom. Yes you are. If you could choose a Harry Potter character to be your significant other, who would it be and what would your ideal date with them consist of? I will stress again that I am referring to Harry Potter characters ONLY, not certain Quidkids…I think one of you knows what I mean… 😉

JR: Fred Weasley would instigate our date by asking me to go to go to the Yule Ball after Snape had just smacked Ron on the head with a textbook. Before the ball, we would adventure through the hidden passages to Hogsmede where we’d eat Honeyduke’s candy, create puns, and find things. Before we know it, it will be the evening and snow will be falling (what can I say? I’m a Canadian – my imagination is full of snow whether I like it or not!). Fred will have planned some grand scheme that I will then be able to enjoy such as exploding fireworks in Umbridge’s office or musical endeavor like singing silly songs about Ron’s love for Viktor Krum. Everything will be paid for by his hard-earned Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes income.

Mom: This is awkward… I was going to say Fred as well. We would find a bunch of friends and play a real quidditch game, then go to dinner. Knowing Fred, hilarity and hijinks would ensue!

A palpable tension fills the room. No doubt the Rebeccas are internally plotting their schemes to win Fred’s affections. I can sense these things. Quick, subject change! What wizarding food would you most enjoy?

JR: I’m quite fond of the Muggle version of Chocolate Frogs (and I even have collected a few cards over the years). That being said, a live version of one of my favourite magical treats would be scrumptious, I’m sure!

Mom: I feel like eating something that tried to jump away would be weird though… I think pumpkin juice would be great.

Wild Boggart appears! What would it look like and what would be your ‘ridikkulus’ thought to get rid of it?

JR: My Boggart would be, without a doubt, the witch from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs! What kind of children’s movie features such a horrible character! I’d point my wand at that wretched witch and “Ridikkulus” her to a water-induced melted mess à la Wizard of Oz.

Or, what with all this snow, you could freeze her into a witchsicle.

Mom: The only thing I can think of is sick/endangered loved ones… there really isn’t a way to make that funny. I would have to have a Lupin-save where he jumps in front of me and turns the moon into a deflated balloon.

Finally, we’ll finish off with some questions on your hopes and dreams for the sport that all of us, Rebecca or not, love so dearly. How do you explain quidditch to those in your life who were previously unaware of it?

JR: Generally I can just say “Quidditch… you know, the game from Harry Potter” and anyone who knows me would know what I’m talking about. One of the many perks of being a crazy, adoring fan of the almighty Rowling.

Mom: After they stop laughing at me, I usually tell them it’s a lot harder than it sounds and, yes, we do run around with brooms between our legs. Usually explaining it as a combo of cross country running, rugby, basketball, dodgeball and wrestling convinces them there’s a little more to the sport than geeking out. If that doesn’t, telling them it’s co-ed and full contact usually does the trick.

In a world where anything and anyone could play quidditch, what would your dream match be?

JR: I would get a hoot out of watching a game of Quidditch with Ellen Degeneres as the commentator, no matter who or what was playing.

Mom: I’d just like to see a real game of flying quidditch. Regardless of who’s playing, that would just be awesome. Also, I would replace brooms with hippogriffs.


To paraphrase T.S. Eliot, this is how the interview ends: not with a broom, but a hippogriff. I’m sure that’s what he was going for originally. Be sure to tweet @uo_quidditch this week with questions for our dynamic duo of Rebeccas! 

The family sass-resemblance is definitely noticeable