Pace twa
THE TWIG
May 4, 1951
WHOSE FAULT IS IT?
What has happened to our “Rah,
Rah, Rah, It’s Meredith for Me” spirit?
Is it possible for six hundred twenty-
five girls to spend nine months of a
year in constant touch with a place and
not feel a loyalty and a closeness with
each other and with their school? Per
haps we are too close to the everyday
problems and disappointments to see
the real value of our position. Perhaps
we have heard once too often that
“these are the happiest years of our
life” and we have answered bitterly
(silently of course, for one must re
spect her elders) that it is easy to think
that others’ problems are not as hard to
bear as one’s own.
It’s time we quit feeling sorry for
ourselves because we live in a “cyni
cal” age. If we want a better school, it
is up to us to get it. We don’t need a
football team to play Notre Dame or
an All-American basketball team to
have school spirit. School spirit existed
long before extra-curricular activities
were thought of—such things as Junior-
Seniors, play-days, little theatres, and
publications came as a result of school
spirit and did not cause it. It may be
true that one gets more out of rooting
for Wake Forest or State than she does
rooting for her class at Palio, but that
could mean that her date gets more fun
from rooting at Palio than he does at
his school.
If we do not have anything to do on
campus, is it not our fault? Who can
we blame but ourselves that we no
longer have “Sophs Day Off” and the
odd and even classes’ traditions? May
be some people consider them silly, but
are they any cornier than Carolina’s
Junior Class Straw Hat Day or the
Senior’s barefoot day?
Naturally it does not take as much
work to go to some other school and
enjoy their stunts as it does to struggle
here against disinterest, a flat pocket-
book, and sometimes even ridicule, but
you have more when you are through.
Not just a few reminisces of the fun
that we used to have in school, but
maybe we will even have a right to say
that we can do a better job of the world
situation than our parents did. It’s
starting at the bottom of the bottom,
but even Superman and MacArthur had
to practice a bit at first.
—Barney Schettler.
to the Cditor
VOCATIONS WEEK
Dear Editor:
Here is proof again that our faculty
and administration are intensely inter
ested in seeing that we students re
ceive the very best training possible
for our futture careers. They meant to
see in Vocations Week that every one
of us had an opportunity to hear about
several fields from the experts, people
who knew from experience.
Certainly those of us who had not
yet made up our minds about our fields
of concentration were helped through
the daily group discussions with guest
speakers and conferences with the fac
ulty. And too, for others who had al
ready chosen their life’s work, valuable
suggestions were made about types of
jobs within a given field.
Mr. Dorsett and his committee de
serve a great deal of praise for their
excellent job of arranging and coor
dinating the week’s schedule of discus
sions and conferences. And it’s up to
us, the students, to tell them how valu
able Vocations Week was to us indivi
dually, so that we may be assured that
a similar program will be arranged
next year.
Yours truly,
Jo Cole.
“THAT WHICH IS AIMED AT”
Success is a word which the English
teachers tells us is abstract. How then
can one say that another is truly suc
cessful? Webster defines success as be
ing synonymous with “prosperous.”
Here we take issue, but we do agree
with Webster’s second definition, “hav
ing achieved that which was aimed at.”
Recently the 'Twig received the rat
ing of First Class. In that the old staff
of The Twig aimed constantly at being a
better voice of students of Meredith
College, we would say that in so doing
they have achieved success.
The new staff of The Twig wishes
to express its delight over the First
Class rating which it has “inherited.”
The staff would like also to extend a
word of thanks to all of the old staff
members who have so graciously of
fered their assistance to any member
of the new staff in helping them to
face the problems, trials and tribula
tions involved in publishing a campus
newspaper.
The staff would like to extend a spe
cial note of thanks to Nancy Walker for
a job “well done.” Nancy, throughout
this year of school activities, has been
a leader, organizer and friend.
May each member of the old staff
always achieve “that which is aimed
at” and always be successful.
—Jeanne Ramsey.
GRIPES AND GRUMBLES
They find fault with the editor;
The stuff we print is rot;
The paper is as peppy as a cemetery lot;
The rag shows rotten management;
The jokes, they say, are stale;
The lower classmen roller;
The upper classmen rail;
But when the paper’s issued
(We say it with a smile).
If someone doesn’t get one.
You can hear him yell a mile.
Unknown.
Views From
Other News
Many of the North Carolina colleges,
as has Meredith, have recently elected
officers for the coming year. If the pic
ture of Glenn Harden appearing on the
first page of The Dailey Tar Heel a few
days ago was used in her campaign for
the editor of that paper, there is no
wonder that she won a two-to-one ma
jority over Don Maynard. We hope she
can attract some good information into
the University paper.
While the juniors and seniors at
Meredith were enjoying the “Blue
Moon” as the banquet theme, the Appal
achian upper classmen were feeling the
glamour of Hawaii. Say—I wonder if
the dance forms were in keeping with
the theme of the banquet?
SWIMMING POOL
Dear Editor,
Guess what I found—an article in a
back issue of The Twig about Meredith’s
new pool. Just see what the article said:
. . . “The lovely green grass makes quite
a lovely background for the white con
crete pool. The shed which once covered
the pool has been moved back of the
pool for future use for recreation and
parties. To make the setting even more
lovely, the shed has been painted white
to match the pool. The pool is still in
complete and many improvements are
to be made, such as putting lights in the
pool and in the shed. ...” The article
continued with utopian plans like these:
“. . . a sand floor is being used at the
present time, but as soon as possible a
concrete floor is to be put in so that
ping - pong, shuffleboard, and other
games may be played.” Still more plans
included a furnace in the shed (in case
of cool weather or rain), diving boards,
tables, umbrellas (for socializing) and
bushes (I mean hedges, of course) for
added beauty.
Please don’t think I am ungrateful for
our pool as it is, for I am quite glad we
have one—I’ve been out enjoying it
several times, but if you please, I think
there is room for a great deal of im
provement. The only socializing I’ve
seen going on beneath the shed was
that done on one rainy day a couple of
months ago by some of the horses.
I don’t know very much about how
Meredith acquires things like ping-pong
tables and shuffleboard sets, but the
next time the occasion arises, could
some one please speak up in behalf of
the pool?
The issue of The Twig from which I
quoted was dated October 7, 1949—uh,
dear editor, tempus is jugitin—please
could something be begun soon?
Sincerely,
Bobby Rice.
The Theta Chi will hold a contest at
Chapel Hill for the “ugliest man on
campus.” He will get an all expense
paid date for the evening of April 27,
a gold cup, and other prizes. How hu
miliating the parallel would be at Mere
dith!
That ancient old college stand by,
padding, can produce some rather comi
cal answers when University (North
Carolina) students run short of knowl
edge. According to a friend who’s a
sociology professor, these are culled
from recent exams:
“A Caucasion is a politician who at
tends a caucus meeting.”
“A young person who steals for fun
is a jubilant delinquent.”
“Rural life is found mostly in the
country.”
“An Open Shop is beneficial to the
working man because he gets more
fresh air that way.”
“The Tiger,” Clemson’s publication,
has thrown a pearl that might be di
rected at the rising juniors and seniors
on our campus.
A man in uniform: There’s the guy
that used to complain about how chicken
some of the upper classmen were when
he was a freshman. Now he’s so bad
that he’s growing feathers instead of
hair.
His companion: That’s the way it
goes, Mac. The more they complain
about the privileges that the upper
classmen have, the more they abuse
them when they get them. Give a guy
a few buttons and a little authority if
you really want to know what kind
of a person he is.
3ooling^
Pky^llU
Let me congratulate Barney on her
excellent job on this column of the past
year I hope that I’ll be able to follow
along her footsteps. Writing a column
should be an easy enough job—or so I
thought—but gosh, what a surprise.
The seconds of the clock are ticking off
and there is a deadline to be met. The
keys of the typewriter keep my room
mate awake and she keeps complaining
with an occasional pitch of a book.
But really, it is great!
Now that Junior-Senior is over—
umm-m-m turkey and all the dressings,
and May Day on its way, graduation is
just around the corner. Shall there be
joy or tears? We will miss those gay
seniors, with all their dignity and
grace. In fact, we will miss everyone
for the summer. No longer will the
bells be sounding with the ringing of
the telephone and the bellowing shouts;
at least, not until next year. I wonder
who George will peer at during the
holiday?
Since I have been at Meredith I have
made some careful observations and
have come to the following conclu
sions :
You can always tell a senior by her
dignity and poise,—
You can always tell a junior by her
jollity and noise.
You can always tell a freshman by
her green look and such,
You can always tell a sophomore, but
you can’t tell her much!
Since most of those term papers,
themes, and book reports are almost
done, the sun offers a special invitation
to the Meredith “Angels.” However, one
boy, sitting on the porch between Jones
and Johnson Hall, said, often giving
the passing girls the “once over” glance,
“Gee, 'and they call them ‘Angels?’
Looks like they are some of Satan’s
specimen!” He just didn’t realize what
an insult he had paid to those who have
struggled so long to get that oh-so-
beautiful lobster red color. Besides,
haven’t our professors said that anything
worth while is worth working for?
Well, you could just turn the saying
around. Couldn’t you?
Bye!
ADVICE FOR GIRLS
Never make dates with biology
students;
They enjoy cutting up too much.
The football hero is all right;
He will tackle anything.
The tennis man is harmless;
He enjoys a racket.
Watch out for the baseball man;
He hits and runs.
Be careful of the dramatics member;
He usually has several good lines.
Don’t play cards with a civil engineer;
He’s a bridge specialist.
Always let the band members talk
about themselves;
They enjoy blowing their own horns.
Keep away from the track men;
They are usually fast.
—Selected.
Before I ever seriously considered '
coming to Meredith, I heard girls saying
that there was a problem of getting
the resident and non-resident students
to work together. So I entered Mere
dith with some dread, I must admit.
I must even admit that I had what
is known in the better circles as a “chip
on my shoulder.” Well, I ddn’t know
whether we’ve just got a finer group of
girls on and off the campus than they
had before, or whether all I had heard
before was a rumor, but I do know that
I have not seen the problem of which
th^ spoke.
We will all have to admit that there
will, of necessity, be a thin line drawn
between the two groups because of the
inability of the non-resident students
to enter 100 per cent into the activities
of the school—those 11:00 p.m. meet
ings and those 7:30 a.m. practices are
a few. Then too, the home life of the
day students has a tendency to divide
their attentions in respect to taking an
active part in campus activities. I hope
these need not be excuses, but may
serve as explanations.
With the progress that has been made
before and the hopes for the future, I
know we all would like to see a better
participation by both groups in work
ing together in harmony for the better
ment of our school. These can be mere
words or they can be backed by actions
so that they will mean something as we
make our plans for the coming year.
—Barbara Ballenger.
Member
Ptoockiied GDlle6icte Press
EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor Jeanne Ram
Assistant Editor Barbara Schetl
Associate Editors i Morgan
) Dons Perry
Managing Editors ... j Joan Langley
^ ' Barbara Austir
Photo Editor Elsie Willk
Music Editor Shelley Milli
Sports Editor Ruth Ann Simm
Columnists j Betsy Cannady
I Phyllis Nottingh
Reporters Allen Hart, Mary Jo Ci
Celia Wells, Lorette Oglesby, Dot Mil
Anne O’Quinn, Linda Swann Alyce
ley, Katherine Waynick
Chief Typist Kathleen Chris
Typists — Dot Fisher, Katherine Si
Martha Martin, Mary Jane West
Faculty Sponsor Dr Norma R
BUSINESS STAFF ^
Business Manager Carlene Kinl
Advertising Manager Dot Thm
Circulation Manager -V.V.V.V.'. Sarah I
Circulation Staff i i;athfeen McG^v
1 Bonny Morgan
of October, November. ^b?ua^
liar ate; “■» .TsSiAg
dith"coU^e, RaIei’gh,‘'NoHh Ca®rolbi?®anH^ ^
is one of the three major publications of'tif* ■'
tution—the other two being The Acorv
magazine, and The Oak Leave’s tho
Meredith College is an accririit^®®”®?®
arts college for women located
of North Carolina. It confers
and the Bachelor of Mull" delr^eT'^The ,
North Carolina College SSferenni'®??®
Meredith College are® ell^ble ^ Graduate
the American Association of
The institution is a liberal ^oi
NaUonal Association of SchloU of