Page Two
High
March 23, 1956
How About It?
Here at GHS the student body has been
publicized for the notorious bttle incidents
that have occurred throughout the past
school year. Apart from the degrading and
often true things that haye been written
and said by the many people of this town,
Senior High has also bfeen praised and
awarded for many of its fine efforts. Yet
in all the publicity, one of the largest
skeletons in this school’s closet has not been
touched.
Serving large and hungry lines of stud
ents every school day, the cafeteria staff
puts much effort into its job of preparing
and serving the food as well as removing
the mess left by the thoughtless members
of the student body. Every day at the end
of the lunch periods a repulsive view meets
the eye of those working in the cafeteria.
Row after row of tables are delicately and
intricately decorated with outstanding geo
metric work made from the common milk
bottle. Here and there, along the floor, on
the tables and seldom in the cans are used
lunch bags, apple cores, and wadded papers.
With all the practice some of the boys
are getting throwing items ranging from
straws to bottles into the trash cans, GHS
can rest assured that it will have plenty of
line material for future basketball teams.
How About A Canteen?
Planning for the week-end? Sure thing.
Maybe you’re going to “drag main” in a
hepped-up jalopy going 60 m.p.h. with the
radio on full blast, or maybe you will see
who can throw the most popcorn down
people’s backs or at the screen in the
movies, or see who can drink the most
cans of beer before becoming tipsy.
Youth recreation is a perilous problem
here in Greensboro, especially at Senior
High. The open houses after the games for
a time proved successful, but now with
the major spectator tourneys over, school
socials are at a standstill.
The YMCA and YWCA have given
thought to this situation and are considering
sponsoring jointly a teen-age canteen over
the week-ends. Dancing would probably be
the main recreation at these canteens,
taking place Friday or Saturday nights,
either every week or alternating with the
HIGH LIFE
Published Semi-Monthly by the Students of
C^eensboro Swiior High School
Greensboro, N. C.
tlOTEBNATIwiP
Founded by the Class
of 1921
Revived by the Spring
Journalism Class
of 1937
Entered as second-class matter March 30,
1940, at the post office at Greensboro, N. C.,
under the Act of March 3, 1879.
Editor-in-Chief Elwood Hartman
Assistant Editors Bonnie Adelstein
Judy Shallant
Managing Editor Frances McCormick
Feature Editor - Betty Rose
■B/if^iness Manager
. Adiii^rtising Manager -
Copy M^ditor
. Mary Lou Hutton
. Mary Jane Higgins
Linda Harrison
, Boys’ Sports Editor Add Penfield, Jr.
.Sport Sta^f - Kenny Miller
Max Snodderly, Dick Beacham
Sports Editor Jane Parkins
IxcTiange Editor Nancy Tuttle
Circulation Editor Patty Slade
Photographer Joel Jackson
Cartoonist Charles MiUs
Proofreaders - Elizabeth Antrim
Reporters
Frances Blake
Gay Garrison
Connie Gorsuch, Sue Holfman, Cooper
Null, Jane Riley, Buddy Watkins
Adviser
Financial Adviser .
- Miss Peggy Ann Joyner
. Mr. A. P. RoutH
A few school-minded groups have been
aware of the serious problem that confronts
Senior every lunch period and have been
working to remove the mess left by fel
low students.
The much criticized Student Council has
gone all out in removing milk bottles and
trash from the empty tables. They are try
ing hard to strengthen every weak point
in the life of the school. They cannot do it
alone. You have the responsibihty of eating
as a high school student, not as an animal.
Script....
Tease
Thoughts On a Saturday Night
I am dejected, micuuderstood, feeling
unloved . . . emotionally tumbling into
an ominous abyss of depression . . . the
whole world sneering, scorning, pushing
me back deeper into my own self. Dare
I venture out but to be beaten again?
I am at a breaking point . . . searching
for the strengthening link, but in my
turbulent adolescent mind I am afraid
. afraid to seek . . . afraid that my
goal of happiness is too distant. . . afraid
that the stepping stones are too slippery
for my wavering feet.
I wait ... it is not good to wait too
long . . . hoping, wondering if I will
find a map to guide me or a friend of
whom to ask directions ....
We are reborn! There is new-found faith,
hope . . . Rejoice! It is spring!
Peggy Earle
But I shall grow older and wiser . . .
and if I do not lose faith that there will
be a brighter tomorrow, I may reach
my long-sought-for goal ... at last.
Parody on “Little Boy Blue”
By Eugene Field
Peggy Earle
On a Sunday Morning Stroll
'i 1
Crocuses push their sleepy heads up into
the bleak world and sing unto the
downcast . . .
It is spring!
Senior High group one week and the
junior highs the next. Membership
cards would be available for those
wanting to participate in these af
fairs, which would run on a club
basis with regular dues.
The Y’s hope to begin the can
teen the last week in April. Tuesday,
March 20, a cabinet composed of
adults and students met to
discuss the future possibilities and
arrangements, as no definite plans
have yet taken shape.
The final decision and the fate of
these canteens lies in the hands of
the GHS student body.
HALL
TALES
By Judy Shallant
A motion has been, made to impeach
David Bescherer as president of the
Mickey Moose Club for allegedly betray-
ing the very principle and purpose of
the organization. David has been caught
deliberately throwing a book at a poor
little innocent mouse who, in only pro
viding himself with the bare necessities
of life, took a big juicy bite from Davis
Bowen’s lunch.
For sale: Dog—will eat anything-
especially fond of children.
Fortune teller: You’ll be poor and un
happy until you are 40.
Gay Garrison (hopefully): Then what?
Fortune teller: You’ll get used to it.
SHOULD OUR
CAFETERIA BE UKE THIS?
Jimmy Orrell: I’d like some rat poison,
please.
Clerk: Will you take it with you?
Jimmy: No, I’ll send the rats over after
it.
Lectures are like steer horns—a point
here, a point there, and a lot of bull in
between.
Jonquils lift their golden faces, fresh and
radiant as the dewy morning, out
doing the sadness that engulfs a
cold mankind.
A geometrical figure was drawn by
Jack, who is a square. This was the
theorem. If I love you, you love me.
Given: I love you
Prove: You love me
Proof:
1. All the world loves a lover
2. I love you
3. Therefore I am a lover
4. Therefore you love me
Awake! It is spring!
Birds’ songs multiply thousand-fold as
with carols of the angels . . . “Forget
the silent solitude that is winter”
... it is spring!
Blackboard jungle—the ivy hanging over
Mrs. Pleasants’ blackboards.
We emerge from our shells to find for
gotten life . . . turtles and tadpoles
of the pond, the robin’s nest, the
green shoots dressing every tree in
new and lovely costumes proclaiming-
the wonders of the earth.
Evelyn Byrd: Why can’t pigs write?
Jimmy Everitt: They have too much oink
in their pens.
Allen Andrew: Have you ever been in
love?
Becky Tuck: That’s my business.
Allen: How’s business?
Carol Underwood: Every time I take a
breath, someone dies.
Tom Marshall: Why don’t you use^ a
mouthwash?
My little old “flivver” is hidden with dust.
Yet faithful and quietly it waits,
Just hoping we’ll raise a wee bit of dust.
Patiently waiting a date.
So I think I’ll phone Mary or maybe
I Janie
Tor go for a ride with us;
I’ll pray the forecast is not rainy,
Because the old “flivver” starts a fuss.
We’ve grown to be chums, my “flivver”
and I,
Just like two brothers- who spat;
When it doesn’t run, I get out and try.
Almost resorting to a bat.
But somehow that car can run when it
will;
The secret I wish I could discover.
At other times when I’m- ready to start—
From the last run, it cannot recover.
My pals say the “flivver” is a real smart
car;
It runs for a real pretty girl.
The roads then are never too bumpy or
When you drive recklessly down the
road like a teen-age driver, remember—
“Don’t act your age.”
“With Violet cuddling in his arms,
He drove a car—^poor Willie.
Where once he held his Vi^t,
He now holds a Kly.”
Whenever the Hay Fever Club meets,
they toast each other with upraised glass
es and the words: “Here’s looking at-
choo!”
Be good, but if you’re not, just don’t get
caught!
far;
It’s off in a hurry for any gay whirl!
Phil Wilson
’PINION POLL
Para — Nothin's
No Register .
No Vote . . .
. No Vote
No Gripe
Youth recreation is a serious problem
to us at Senior High. The YMCA and
YWCA have been making plans to spon
sor a teen-age canteen, which would
meet either each Friday or Saturday
night or on alternating week-ends at
one of the up-town Y’s. Membership
cards would be available for these socials,
and dancing would probably be the chief
recreation. Would you be interested
enough in these canteens to make them
successful by attending them?
own campus. The increasing enrollment
in our high school makes it even more
imperative to have a youth recreation
plan where we can become better ac
quainted with our fellow students. There
fore, a city-wide canteen might be help
ful in arousing more interest for just
such a plan here at Senior.
Marcia Felt
The students studying French here at
Senior really seem to have adopted the
habits of the French Government. They
have never gotten organized—that is,
into a French Club.
The Key Club unlocked a great con
vention last week.
Having socials at the Y will not attract
as many people as it would in different
clubs and here at school. The Y being
in the near center of town, parking
facilities wouldn’t be as good as at the
club’s or school parking lot. The Y has
good recreational facilities for smaU
parties, but for big socials the Y’s facili
ties for recreation would have to be
moved out in order to have enough room.
David Garrison
I believe that a teen-age canteen
would help the week-end recreation prob
lem. The YWCA would be an ideal place
for an after-date open house where music
and refreshments would be available.
For a long time I have wanted to see a
decent place available for people to dance
after dates.
The reason I say this is that we need
some week-end recreation, since there
are no more school open houses.
Jey Deifell
Are the open houses closed for good?
Are we too uncitizen-like to elect our
own good citizens??
I think the teen-age canteens could be
successful,.but we here at GHg. need more
than a city-wide canteen. We need a
program of our own—perhaps a modi
fied Youth Center plan—on or near our
I don’t think enough people would
attend these dances to make them a
success. The majority of the students do
not have this problem, and the few that
do will not constitute a sufficient number
to make the dances a success.
Katherine Leonard