Guilfordian, February 26
Grill Room is
after extensive renovation
The Grill Room (Doug's Do Me A Favor) has re-open after
renovation completed on February 22,1982. Operating hours are
10:00 a.m. to 12:00 midnight, Monday through Friday.
In a hurry? Call 852-8768 for carry-out orders. This service will
not apply to ID exchange.
Special note to boarding students! We are experimenting with
a new ID exchange program during the Spring Semester of 1982.
ID exchange hours will continue to be 1:00-2:30 p.m. and
6:30-7:30 p.m., but boarding students will be allowed to select
any menu items totaling $1.75 (including tax). Example:
Students may select any menu items up to $1.75, if the check
total is over $1.75, the board student pays the difference, but no
refunds will be given for totals less than $1.75.
Grill Room Menu
Item Selling Price
Cheese Pizza 9" 2.25
Cheese Pizza 12" 2.75
Tossed Salad, small 1.00
Tossed Salad, large 1.50
Hamburger, 2 oz. (cheese, .15 extra) .90
Hamburger, 4 oz. (cheese, .15 extra) 1.35
Hot Dog .70
Chili Dog -85
The Evolution of a College Freshman
Ah, the clastic freshman's in
tellectual trauma.' Is anything so
eternal, so intrinsic to the college
career? It could almost be listed as
a core requirement.
This amusing tidbit was original
ly printed in the summer edition of
the Goucher Kalends... of 1936. It
is even more interesting to note that
its author now teaches at Guilford
College. It almost proves that even
our illustrious pedagagues were
once like the rest of us unwashed
peasants. The identity of the author
is revealed on page 13.
Forgive me if I take the liberty
to consider myself a typical col
lege freshman. If, as my ex
perience and my observations
lead me to believe, a thoroughly
confused and unsettled state of
mind can be considered the at
tribute most peculiar to a
freshman, then surely I fulfill one
qualification for this position.
Day after day I am either a
witness or a party to lengthy con
versations on such subjects as to
whether one is to believe this or to
believe that, of if one is to believe
anything at all. These serious
discussions, which should better
be termed friendly arguments,
almost always end with such
satisfaction as this-you believe
youi 1 way and I'll believe mine;
we're probably both wrong
anyway. After being in and out of
one argument after another, the
main issues of which concern
always the eternal problems of
the Universe, I now feel in the
position to do a little reflecting on
how I, as a typical specimen of
this topsy-turvy group, have
evolved.
I am happy to announce at the
outset that the evolution of a col
lege freshman has a few things in
common with the evolution of
mankind in general. Is it not
pleasant, fellow freshmen, to
realize that we have something in
common with our surrounding
betters? I, a freshman, have
evolved, you see, from a most in
significant bit of protoplasm,
which, after changes similar to
those through which the earliest
forms of life passed, became a
human being. I passed mentally
and physically through the
primeval stages, discovering the
use of my tongue for purposes of
communication, learning to use
tools, and finally becoming, to
my parents' delight, an "Infans
erecta." I am told today that I
took advantage of my primeval
position by being a little more
savage than was necessary-but
that is another matter, probably
not concerning a typical
freshman.
It was not long before the evolu
tion of this individual and the
evolution of mankind ceased to be
comparable. Early civilization
was left along to struggle with
nature and to wrest from her
what she temptingly offered but
unwillingly gave. Its evolution
was one of great difficulty and
called for supreme prowess on
the part of man, who had to make
his own path to follow. But with
me it was different. At home I
was tenderly cared for; I wanted
for nothing that was obtainable
and considered advisable for me;
and my steps were painstakingly
directed along a path already
well smoothed for my tender feet.
| Chick Fillet, 3 oz. 130
• Hoagie, Roast Beef 150
: Hoagie, Ham 150
■ Hoagie, Turkey 150
■ Greater Tater, x h 100
; Greater Tater, whole 1,50
■ Tuna Salad, inc. chips 1.25
Chicken Salad, inc. chips 1.25
• Foot Long Hot Dog (chili, .25extra) 1.25
I French Fries, 4 oz. (5-6 oz., .75) .65
■ Onion Rings, 4 oz. .75
; Danish, large -50
I Danish, mini -35
■ French Crullers (each or 2 / .30) .20
I Grilled Cheese, inc. chips (2 oz.) .95
\ Grilled Ham & Cheese, inc. chips 1.50
■ Cake Squares .25
; Layer Cake .45
: Pies .50 & .65
; Cheesecake (Amaretto, etc.) 1.25
I Banana Nut Bread Sandwich .50
And then I went to school.
Followed one grade after
another, in each of which I was
zealously taught that what I had
learned to be true in the
preceeding grade was practically
all false and should now be
replaced in my mind by the
Truth. It was then that I learned
that Columbus did, then did not,
discover America; that the
primary cause for colonization in
the New World was, then was not,
desire for religious freedom, etc.
Of course, this was a wee bit
disconcerting at times. Now and
them came crises at which I felt
as though my mind had been
turned completely upside down.
The earliest crisis that I can
recall came in the second grade
when a well-meaning teacher in a
religious mood received the
revelation that all of her little
charges being misled;
whereupon she kindly but firmly
announced one day that there
really was no Santa Claus but
there existed only a Christmas
Spirit that dwelt among us all.
No other announcement on her
part could have invited a more
sincere demonstration of indigna
tion from the class than arose
from this. I was particularly
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I Bagels 35
• Bagel, inc. cream cheese 50
• Yogurt, plain .75
I Yogurt, fruit .85
• Steak Biscuit
; Ham Biscuit -80
I Sausage Biscuits , 80
I Scrambled Eggs .25
• Fried Eggs .25
I Two Egg Omelet 1.10
'• Two Egg Omelet, inc. cheese 1.10
I Bacon .20/sl.
; Fresh Fruit .20
- Salads From Cafe
; Vege & Fruit 30
! Protein (cottage cheese, egg salad) -40
• Brownie Squares -20
; Toast .10/sl.
" Milk 35
• Soft Drinks .75 (120z.) .65 (lOoz.)
• .75 (120z.)
• Iced Tea .35 (8oz.) .45 (lOoz.)
\ .55 (120z.)
- Coffee -40
j Hot Cocoa -50
I Ind. Fruit Juice .25
: Hot Tea 25
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outspoken on this occasion. After
the excitement has calmed, I
remember that I remained in my
teacher's estimation first, very
imprudent in persisting in not
believing her and second, very
dull for not understanding the dif
ference between Santa Claus and
a Christmas Spirit. They were
one and the same to me.
Slowly, and at times very pain
fully, I have advanced (or moved
in circles) from one such crisis to
another, learning diligently
many things on year to have most
of them exploded the next, until
now I have arrived at what ap
pears to be the most critical stage
of all. lam a college freshman. I
have reached a stage at which
things are, at last, being labelled
as "those which are" and "those
which may be". But what has
happened? Almost everything
under the sun can be labelled
"that which may be"!
Alas! The nerve fibers in my
brain. (I was distinctly taught
this year to avoid the "nerve
fibers", but maybe they will be
quite proper next year)-as I
started to say, the nerve fibers in
my brain are all tied in knots.
page 11
Still, I am not discouraged. I
have carefully observed my up
perclassmen; and, by noting the
reason for their superiority, I
have found hopes for the further
evolution of the college freshman
and the disentanglement of my
knots. At the close of my first
year at college I have come to
this conclusion: The freshman
has been talking for a year to no
conclusions, but is certain she
will solve the problems before
she graduates. The sophomore
has been talking for two years
with no results, and hopes that
she can solve the problems
sometime. The junior has been
talking for three years, is forget
ting what the problems really
are, and doubts whether she can
ever solve them if she does
remember them. The senior has
not talked much for a whole year,
has forgotten the problems com
pletely, and knows she could
never solve them anyway. Ah,
happy state of the senior! Just
three more years of evolving, and
my mind, too, can work in peace.