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February. 10, 1969 N.C. Essay Page 4 LET THE SUN SHINE IN CALENDAR 'by Last week, the N. C. Essay printed an article by me entitled "Tomorrow Is Creeping" which hap pened tOf be the product of many things occurring in my private as well as public life here. The re sults were interesting and I want to share a few of them with you. My Dean sent me a note asking to make an appointment with him con cerning my article of "despair." I declined to make an appearance be cause having referred to it as an "article of despair," he had evi dently missed the point completely. If I choose not to look back when I leave N.C.S.A. it will not be be cause of any "despair," I assure you. Anger perhaps, but not despair at a potential which was never reached-much less realized. Several older students, close friends, came to me-one with tears in his eyes-saying: "I really en joyed your article. I've felt like that before and know exactly what you’re going through. Are you 30- ing to come back next year?" Thank you-but no thank you. The article stated my desire t j re turn, to work, and to grow. I have no intention of leaving after this year! I'd die anywhere else. My first impulse was to reply to these "friends"; "Great-I'm impressed- so what are you going to do about it? Have you tried writing an article? Have you been talking to people in positions to do something about it?" The answer was clearly evident that they had not. Content to stand back and watch the roof fall in a- round them, they merely felt that here was some one else who agreed v/ith them. I do not. There were a few-God bless them; they know who they are-who came up to me and said, in effect: "Sit down and listen to us? Who the David Mood hell licked the icing off your cake?" They were fairly new stu dents too- and I hadn't expected that. They were not students in my department. They didn't know me very well, and we had never talked before. They never felt they could talk to me, but finally decided to take the first step. They said many things that I have heard before, having been here for four years. There were things so many of us are aware of, and are trying to come to grips with-i.e. the desire by the students to do productions together and the seeming disinterest from the deans. The lack of proper scheduling of events so no one ever gets to see produc tions from other departments. One thing they said did strike home - and deeply. They asked me about The Dream. How many times have I spoken of Dr. Giannini and The Dream! However realized that people wouldn't instinctively know what the dream was! People have made fun of it and knocked it-but no one ever said they didn't know what it was. The -assumption is that it is something we had at one time, but lost. Nut true. Look around you and you'll see the dream everywhere. Don't you see that each of you- whether old or new students-are the Dream? It isn't some intangible vision of the past by any means. It is YOU HERE AND NOW! Take hold of it, and believe in it because it is true! You inherited it when you entered N.C.S.A.; and what you’ve done with it has been the over abuse that has angered so many people. The irony of the whole matter is simply that one has to evidently be plunged into despair or some dark mood to attract any kind of concern here. I couldn't tell you how many people-students and faculty- smiled THE AMPUTATION by Myreda Gorgaa They took his hand away from him. He grew a new eye. With the eye he saw the mountains of hell Where demons dance and whirl And iron, jointed faces shriek in the torid dark. He trembled before the throne of Mars, Whose eyes were white fire shining through A leaden-mouthed mask. Mars pointed His finger of lightning at him. They took his hand away from him. February 12 (Wednesday) 11:00 A.M. — Student Government Meeting (Officers and alter nates) in Room 321. 11:30 A.M. — Student Activities Committee Meeting—third floor. Main Building. 11:30 A.M.—Mark Ward will give a recital in : the Main Auditorium. ! 1 I 2:00 P. M.—Convoca- I i tion. 8:15 P.M.—The Win ston - Salem Symphony conducted by John; luele; soloists Mont- i serrat Caballe, so prano from Metropoli- ! tan Opera and Bcruabe ; Marti, tenor. Wait ■ Chapel. Tickets, available in the stu- 1 dent Activities Office i 8:15 P.M.—"The Life j of John Huss." Rey- n o 1 d s Auditorium. Theatre performance by Bob Jones University. 1:00 P.M.—Horseback j Riding. j I 8:15 P.M. —"The Life : of Hohn Huss." Rey- | n o 1 d s Auditorium. Theatre performance by Bob Jones University. February 16 - 1:00 P.M.—Bowling. (Sunday) February 14 (Friday) February 15 (Saturday) at me in the halls, patted my back, or spoke-since the article last week. I deeply appreciated it, yes- but if all of us could take the ini tiative to do these same things to others, simply because all of us need it all the time- there will be fewer cases of depression. If we can go out to other people than close group of friends, think how much better off we'd be. We’d feel included in the total school for a change-and with each other. Anyway- take a look at your friends-you've got your group of usual buddies. Yet, how many paused to try to think who were three close friends on that test we took Wednesday? What have you got to lose? See what I mean? Spring is coming! The weather is getting warmer and we’re moving back outside to the sun. Depression will end for a while, and new pro ductions will be opening. We have a lot to look forward to. If nothing else, there are only four more months of school-then summer vaca tion! So smile, darn ya-and meet a few new faces-a few new dreams!!!
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