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HIGH LIFE
September 23, 1938
HIGH LIFE
I’ublished Semi-Monthly by
the Students of Greensboro
Senior High School
Greensboro, North Carolina
Founded by Class of 1921
Onternation^
EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor-in-GMef—Paul Pearson
Business Manager—
Elizabeth Newton
Reporters — Virginia Barringer,
Doris Carr, L. M. Clymer, Ed
ward Faulkner, Margaret Gran
tham, Jack Gunter, Dorothy Hall,
Dorothy Hendrix, Adele Martin,
Geraldine Norman, Frances Peck,
Rae Schumann, Wilma Scott,
Reginald Starr, Lois Swinson,
Louise Thornbro, Thomas Wilkin
son, and Bob Walker.
Faeulty Advisers—Mrs. Betts, Miss
I'ike, Mr. Hucks.
The Purpose of High Life Is to
et and preserve the Mstory of
our school.
'oUl individuals together under
hdgh standards.
\eparate the ivorthivhile from the
luorthless and promote the
highest interest of students,
teachers, and school.
solved—so it seems to be Guidance
for us all.
It’s for you, by you and with
you—let’s keep it—it’s ours!
Are Your Brakes Working?
Sure, you might reply if asked
that question, I had the old
“jalop3"” fixed up yesterday.
That’s all very well and good,
but then, what about your other
brakes, your character brakes.
They are just as important, if not
more so, than the brakes on your
automobile.
If the brakes on your ear are in
bad shape, they wdll most assuredly
land you in a wreck, from which
you will escape with your life if
you are lucky.
But, if your character brakes
are weak—if they are always slip
ping—you will find yourself in a
predicament from which you can’t
escape—the total loss of your char
acter, and that is one of the hardest
things in the world to regain.
Therefore, let’s check our brakes
right now, and, remembering the
old adage, ‘‘a stitch in time, saves
nine,” let us repair the flaws and
weak, spots noiv before it’s too late.
Team Mates
Block those men so that our
Tiacktj can go through the line!”
That is the principle thought of
the tackles in any football game.
That is their job. They are on the
field to clear the opposition in
order for the backs to score. With
out the line, a team can not suc
ceed. Without the cooperation of
team mates, the game could not be
played.
If members of a football squad
can cooperate to this extent, why
can’t members of the student body
apply cooperation in class work?
Not everyone can be a good leader,
but everyone can be a good fol
lower. A leader can not go far
without someone backing him. A
follower can not go far without
someone leading him. So why not
do good supporting instead of poor
commanding? Why doesn’t every
boy and girl get out and do his or
her share towards better coopera
tion among the students ? Students,
this is a challenge. Prove your
worth by accepting this challenge
to be better team mates in working
for the right atmosphere in the
class.
It’s For You!
It’s new, it’s different, and it’s
just for you and you and you! A
Guidance period offered by Miss
Harbison to help the students at
Greensboro high school with their
problems.
Guidance means exactly what it
says—to guide to the right. Many
of you are seniors, wondering what
to do when the ‘‘huge green doors”
are closed behind you; if so, it’s
Guidance for you. Others of us
have our scholastic, every-day, so
cial, and domestic problem to be
High School Hitlers
To most of us a dictator is a per
son situated in a country where we
“ain’t,” and, therefore is an in
dividual who gives us little cause
for concern.
However that may be , the dis
covery has been made that there
are living and breathing in our
midst few individuals who have de
luded themselves into the belief
that the high school is run solely
for their benefit and pleasure. In
cluded in this category are the
“study hall Stalins,” the people
who monopolize your time with
their foolishness; the ‘ ‘ muscle-
bound Mussolinis, ’ ’ who plunge
from class to class, forgetting that
they are in a hall and not on a grid
iron; the “Cut-up .-Karls” who
can’t get attention any other way;
last but not least “hand-waving
Hatties,” who flap their appen
dages before your eyes, distracting
your attention at the moment when
concentration on the subject is
essential.
The only remedy for this situa
tion is for each one to discover in
himself the faults which he so
easily sees in others, and then to
eradicate them. This will eliminate
the dictators that of late have been
all too evident around G. H. S.
WANTED — LIFE
;Mr.s. Hall, the high school librarian,
is looking for Life. Not animal, insect,
or bird life, but a gay life—pictures
and reading—in other words the Life
magazine.
Seriously, Mrs. Hall would like for
some one to supply her with a Life
magazine each week for the library.
I.ast year, a member of the spring
graduating class brought the magazine
to the library each week, thus saving
the school the cost of a subscription.
Therefore, if anyone in the school
will furnish the library with this maga
zine, it will be greatly appreciated, not
only by Mrs. Hall, but the school as
well.
Lieutenant (roaring with rage) —■
Who told you to put flowers on the
table?
Gob—The executive officer, sir.
Lieutenant—Pretty, aren't they?
Sub-Deb Column
Getting in Gear
Summer weather (or sompin’) surely
must have possessed powerful chang
ing qualities, for it has certainly
changed the way they’re wearing things
nowadays.
It seems that the girls have lost their
ankle-lines, and for the last three weeks
have been displaying their chains,
trinkets, and carefully tanned “below-
the-calves” . . . Well! Hasn’t anybody
noticed? Why, the peroxide bottle and
the clippers have been lost, at last.
Don’t you think the natural color and
length of the masculine mops are lots
more attractive? . . Speaking of hair—
Oh I Oh! I know you girls say that I
needn’t go any farther, you’ve seen it
too.—But w’ait, don’t go so fast. Look
at yourself in the mirror and then look
around you. Have you plenty of com
pany with your head-dress, or do you
suddenly realize that you’re traveling
your avenue of coiffures alone?
Have our “gay lassies’’ of last year
suddenly blossomed forth 40 years into
the age of who-knows-what, or have
they timidly turned the pages of his
tory back to Madame DuBarry, Marie
Antoinette, or the much publicized
Cleopatra? I’ll leave that for you to
decide.
Now, I shall venture to give you the
newest style for “hair-do,” recently
created by Tissie Lish . . . Carefully
part the hair one-half inch above the
left ear, and bring the larger portion
(which may be a little bushy, but
don’t let that w'orry you) to the right,
and fasten with a bear trap. (Be sure
there is no bear in it.) Then arrange
.your tresses as desired.
Here’s wishing you good luck, (you’ll
need it) and with apologies to Jimmy
Fidler, so long, and “I do mean you.”
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BAGATAILS
The spring graduation may have
bi-oken up severftf^ other prominent
G. S. H. couples, but there still seems
to be some sort of understanding be
tween last year’s “best dressed” girl
and this year’s chief scribe. (Oh,
dear, maybe we shouldn’t have made
that so plain.)
Professor: “Is there anything that
hibernates in summer?”
A Sophomore: “Yes, Santa Claus.”—
The Mountaineer.
G. H. S. acquired several new
teachers this fall, and we’re very glad
of it. But couldn’t Ave show our feel
ings a litle more? They Avould prob
ably appreciate a little kindness from
students.
It's our opinion that Mr. Hucks will
be spending most of his time on Fri
days in the office from iioaa^ on. (We
.just met the neAV secretary, and Ave
don’t blame him a little bit, especially
since he’s married to her.)
Dedication
“A squirrel looked at a freshman;
Then his mother’s gaze did meet;
‘Yes, darling,’ said his mother,
‘But not the kind we eat’?”
Ouch! Sure, AA^e know that joke was
used last year, but AA^e think it’s still
appropriate.
Brain-children-of-the-fortnight—Jean
surely is interested in Duke this year.
We AAmnder . . . Wouldn’t Jane Murray
make a perfect Flapper Fanny if her
hair Avms black? . . . The oldest person
in tOAvn—anybody Avho isn’t wearing
moccasins . . . wonder Avhere all our
bright ideas disappeared to . . funniest
thing lately — the expressions on the
faces of tAAm juniors Avhen they realized
that the person they had been calling
“fresh’’ was really an undersized
senior . . .
Hostess: “Noav, Tommy, AA’hy don’t
you go and play Avith your little
friends?”
Tommy: “I’ve only got one little
friend, and I hate him.’’
BITS and BITES
From the Exchange Desk
Yes, sir, it can be done, and the stu
dents of SaAmnnah high school, SaA^an-
nah, Ga., did it. Did what? They
raised exactly $1,800 in order to pur
chase a silver service to present to
Capt. R. C. Giffen, commanding officer
of the U .S. S. SaA’annah, on behalf of
the city for Avhich it is named.
What the sophomores knew during
an intelligence test:
1. An oxygen is an eight-sided figure.
2. Nero means nothing at all.
8. Homer is a type of pigeon.
4. Ulysses S. Grant was a tract of
land upon AAdiich several battles of the
Civil Avar Avere fought.
5. A quorum is a place where they
keep fish.
G. A vegetarian is a horse doctor.
7. Henry Olay is a mud treatment
for the face.
8. Mussolini is a patent medicine.
9. Radium is a neAv kind of silk.
10. Flora and Fauna are a couple of
chorus girls.
—The Mountaineer.
Some of the staff members of “The
Blue and White,” published at SaA^an-
nah high school believe there are three
“isms’’ menacing the Avorld today:
Communism, Fascism, and Journalism!
Where Zit Go?
One thousand two hundred popsicles,
and ice cream sandwiches in one day !
Two hundred pounds of potatoes to go
along with 480 bottles of milk. Two
hundred and sixteen sandwiches and
2G chickens thrown in for good
measure.
Wow! Has a pack of lions been
loosed in our cafeteria? No, merely
505 new sophomores; and, from the
looks of some of them, the food requi
sitions Avill be considerably higher,
’cause we all know that growing chil
dren (and boy, we mean chltdrenq-^At
“pulenty.”
Seriouslj’, however, 1,704 hungry stu
dents can Avolf down that food, but how
long can they keep it up?
Cupid Shoots
Hucks and Jenrette
MATRIMONY
The sun splashed through the leafy
oaks
In a shoAA’er of golden hue.
The trees stood by in stately aAA’e,
The sky hinted brightly at blue.
A songbird thrilled on an overhead
limb.
Some violets stood impishly by,
As they AAmtched in splendor the AA^ed-
ding
Of the lonesome pine and the sky.
—Jane Webb.
Cupid aimed, shot, and hit Mr. Her
bert Hucks and Mr. T. S. Jenrette
during the summer vacation when they
decided to change their rank from
bachelors to benedicts.
Mr. Hucks, of the French depart
ment, Avedded none other than one of
the Jones’ girls, of Spartanburg, S. C.
Before her marriage she AAms Miss
Sarah Steele Jones, daughter of Mrs.
Pattie K. Jones and the late Rev. E. S.
Jones.
Mrs. Hucks Avas graduated from
Converse college in 1934. She is noAV
doing secretarial work at Caldwell
school four days a AA^eek and at G. H. S.
one and a half days.
The couple are located at 406 West-
over Terrace.
Mr. Jenrette, of the chemistiT de
partment, had the knot tied just two
days after school was out in June, in
order to celebrate his escape from the
ineptitudes of would-be scientists. He
married Miss Yirginia Harris, an at
tractive graduate of Greensboro col
lege.
ELEVEN NEW TEACHERS
ADDED TO SENIOR FACULTY
(Continued From Page One)
ing several years at Gillespie Park. She
is a graduate of Duke university.
Another assistant to Mr. Jamieson
AAull be Mr. Ritchie, aaTio comes from
Y^adkiiiAulle high AAdiere he coached the
football team.
Miss Barton, another G. H. S. grad
uate, is a neAv addition to the science
department. She has had several
years’ teaching experience in NeAv York
and Illinois, and don’t tell anybody,
but she likes detectiA’e stories.
A native of Kentucky, Mr. Richards,
lends his experience in the various
fields of business training and leader
ship to the commercial department. It
should stand him in good stead as he
begins his Avork at G. H. S., but if he
remains a member of that Woman
Haters’ club, he’ll fool us.
Miss Wren, the neAv assistant libra
rian, assumes her duties AA^eil prepared,
as she is a graduate of the school of
library science at the University of
North Carolina, and has had several
years’ experience in the Richmond,
Ya., high school.