Friday, October 4,1996
Editorials
Students need to grow up
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Sarah Rogers
Campus Life Editor
I wandered down the hall to the
community bath the other day and
discovered a large bug on the seat of
my favorite toilet. I knocked the bug
onto the floor and then covered the
seat with toilet paper in order to avoid
catching his germs. After I used the
bathroom, I stood up and tried to push
the toilet paper into the toilet as it was
flushing, but it accidentally fell on the
floor. Too lazy to bend over and
throw it away, I left it littered on the
bathroom floor and jetted before the
bug could get me.
The next morning when I came
rolling into the bathroom at the crack
of dawn to shower in time for class, I
saw a woman standing in the bathroom
looking tired and busy. “Good
morning,” I said, “what’s your name?”
I m Dorothy, but you can call me
Dot,” she replied. “I’m just cleaning
up the bathroom so don’t mind me.”
As I took my shower, I could hear
Dot cleaning up the stalls and sinks,
scrubbing the best she could. I
remembered leaving the toilet paper in
the floor and all the times I washed
food down the drain. I remembered
when I propped my feet up in the sink
Learn from people’s mistakes
to remove my bright red toe nail
polish, leaving a pinkish film rurming
down the side of the sink. Then, 1
threw the cotton balls toward the trash
can, only to miss, and left them sitting
in the floor. So, while I stood enjoying
my nice, warm shower. Dot was busy
cleaning up the messes that a variety of
thoughtless people and I had left in the
bathroom.
When my skin turned prune-like
and I was forced to exit the shower, I
saw Dot still cleaning and felt horribly
guilty. I guess I figured that some
robot came in to clean the bathrooms,
not a real person . Dot told me that
she got up every morning at 4:30 A.M.
to clean the bathrooms and halls.
Dot is a sweet, hardworking lady
that makes her living cleaning up after
Scott Wolfe
Sports Editor
Have you ever heard a story of
someone doing something that seemed ^o
ridiculous to you that it made you laugh
for days? Well, the first week of school
at Brevard an incident like that
happened, but the lesson that should be
learned from the story is not one to
laugh about.
A student decided that he would like
to purchase some marijuana from a
dealer who lived downtown. The
student met with the dealer, gave him a
large sum of money, and waited as the
dealer left to get the drugs. Well, time
passed, and the dealer did not return
with the purchase. He had been robbed!
The student, feeling cheated,
decided that the thing to do was to call
the police! That’s right, you read right,
the student called the police! The story,
from what I’ve been told, took an even
weirder twist when the student was
interviewed by the police...he claims
that he had been robbed at gunpoint by
this man, and $130 had been taken from
him.
Meanwhile, the police had picked up
the drug dealer...who told the police that
the student had tried to buy drugs. With
the sworn statement already taken with
the lie, and the money gone...the student
was busted!
Well, the lesson to be learned is that
when you try to buy an illegal substance
and are robbed, don’t call the police and
lie about the incident. The student lost
three times. Once when he tried to buy
an ounce of marijuana for $130, the next
when he lied to the cops about the
incident, the third when he was
suspended from school. This student
embarrassed the college, sent city police
on a wild goose chase, and lost his
chance at a good education.
Now you are probably saying,
“What an idiot; something like that
would never happen to me.” But take
heed. Every day people get into
situations that they cannot handle and
don’t know how to get out of them.
Don’t panic, and don’t lie. Think about
what you are doing, and try to handle
the simation better than this person did.
Learn from his mistakes, ALL OF
THEM!
us, the students. I felt sorry for being
messy. I remembered that when I had a
private bath in Beam last year I was
relatively clean because I didn’t have
someone to pick up after me. Since
then, I have always left the bathroom
as clean as I found it, sometimes even
cleaner if I had the time to stop and
pick up someone else’s mess.
At home my mom always cleaned
up after me. I secretly thought she
enjoyed it. Now I realize that she
probably didn’t. What is it that makes
us so filthy when we know that
someone else has to deal with the dirt?
I’ve seen bathrooms around these
dorms that I wouldn’t even want to
walk into because they are so totally
rank! All students need to start doing
their part to keep not only the
bathrooms but the rest of the campus
and dorms clean, as well. If you had
seen Dot working so hard you would
understand why I have made the extra
effort to keep things around my floor
neat and tidy.
Now I usually run into Dot two or
three times a week. She always stops
and asks me how my day is going and
cheers me up. So, to her and all of the
other Dot’s that clean up after us:
THANK YOU! YOU ARE VERY
MUCH APPRECIATED! And to all
of the Brevard College slobs: Hello!
You are at college now and your
mother didn’t come with you.
If you are interested in women’s
human rights work, please contact
Chaille Tunstall at 883-5707.
Stop Female Genital Mutilation
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