Page Two High Lh^e May 11, 1956 '*et and preserve the hiatory of our r school. H old individuals together under high standards. S eparate the worthwhile from the worthless and promote the highest interest of stu dents, teachers, and school. Occupational Hazard “The more you learn the more you know; the more you know the more you forget; the more you forget the less you know; so why study?” Now that seems rea sonable—at first glance. Upon closer exami nation, however, the truth rears its ugly head. Exams are just a little more than two weeks away, ajid there is a very cogent reason or studying; unless, of course, you are numbered among those exempting two exams. In view of the fact that the ranks of the gold star bearers are significantly thin, we should conscientiously examine the challenge that studying affords. For those of you who have never known the satisfactions accompanying the study of ancient Latin or trigonometry, select mem bers of the faculty have provided a list (an extensive Ust) of do’s and don’t’s (mostly don’t’s) to start you in the right direction hen you do get around to initiating your academic career on the night before your examinations. The list applies to sopho mores as well as to juniors and seniors. A Guide To Method In Your Madness While Practicing the Ancient Art of Glut tonous Digestion of Crirricula (cramming): 1. Do get comfortable before you be gin the ordeal; a, chaise lounge is recom mended for best results. 2. Do not neglect the rudimentary conveniences such as television, telephone, and radio which tend to break the monoto ny of long study periods. 3. Do seek the advice and counsel of friends; the aforementioned can easily be attract^ to the place of study by promises of a card game between subjects or of a concert of the latest popular tunes. 44. Do not become confused by the confusing notes you have been given by your teachers; these tend to aggravate the situation. It is best to discard them before you begin work. 5. Avoid unnecessary repetition by con centrating only on material covered during the first weeks of school; your memory of the latter part of a course should be suffici ent to insure you a satisfactory grade on the exam. 6. Do not spend too much time on any one subject. Excessive reading tends to cloud the mind. 7. Remember., anything over 70 is wasted. Follow these rules and you will not even have to worry about graduating. HIGH LIFE Publisbed Semi-Monthly by the Students of Chreensboro Senior High School Greensboro, N. C. Founded bv 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 Assistant Editors . Cartoonist Proofreaders Nestus Gurley (Poets Delight) Randall Jarrell, Woman’s College English teacher who was recently named poetry consultant to the Li brary of Congress, won $100 for a poem he wrote about Nestus Gur ley, a senior at Greensboro High School. The poem, which won a second prize from the Virginia Quarterly Review, is about Nestus Gurley’s paper route. Mr. Jarrell first decided to write a poem about Nestus several years ago when the present high school senior delivered the evening paper to the Jarrell family. Sometimes waking, sometimes sleeping Late in the aternoon, or early In the morn ng, I hear on the lawn, On the walk, on the lawn, the soft quick step, The sound half song, half breath; a note or two That with a note or two would be a tune. It is Nestus Gurley. It is an old catch or snatch or tune In the Dorian mode: the mode of the horses Who stand all night in the fields asleep Or awake, the mode of the cold Hunter, Orion, wheeling upside-down. All space and stars, in cater-cornered Heaven. When, somewhere under the east, The great march begins, with birds and silence; When, in the day^s first triumph, dawn Rides over the houses, Nestus Gurley Selivers to me my lot. As'the sun sets I hear my daughter say: “He has four routes and makes a hundred dollars.” Sometimes he comes with dogs, sometimes with children. Sometimes with dogs and children- He collects, today. I hear my daughter say: “Today Nestus has got on his derby.” And he says, after a little: “It’s two- eighty.” “How could it be two-eighty?” “Because this month there’re f-ve Sun days: it’s two-eighty.” He collects, delivers. Before the first, least star Is lost in the paling east; at evening While the soft, side-lit, gold-leafed day Lingers to see the stars, the boy Nestus Delivers to me the Morning Star, the Evening Star —Ah no, only the Morning News, the Evening Record Of what I have done and what I have Set down and held against me in the Book not done Of Death, on paper yellowing Already, with one morning’s sun, one evening’s sun. Sometimes I only dream him. He brings then News of a different momiiig, a judg ment not of men. The bombers have turned back over the Pole, Having met a star ... I look at that new year And, waking, think of our Moravian Star Not lit yet, and the pure beeswax candle With its red flame-proofed paper pompom Not lit yet, and the sweetened Bun we brought home from the love- feast, st*(ll not eaten. And the song the children sang: O Morn^ ing Star— And at this hour; to the dew-hushed drums Of the morning, Nestus Gurley Marches to me over the lawn; and the cat Elfie, Furred like a musk-ox, coon-tailed, gold- leaf-eyed. Looks at the paper boy without alarm But yawns, and stretches, and walks placidly Across the lawn to her ladder, climbs it, and begins to purr. I let her in And go out and pick up from the grass the paper hat Nestus has folded: this tricorne fit for a Napoleon Of our days and inst-tutions, weaving Baskets, being bather, receiving Electric shocks, Rauwolfia ... I put it on —Ah, no, only unfold it: There is dawn inside; and I say to no one About— it is a note or two That with a note or two would be a— say to no one About nothing: “He delivers dawn.” When I lie coldly —Lie, that [s, neither with coldness nor with warmth— In the darkness that is not lit by nothing, In the grave that is not lit by anything Except our hope: the hope That is not proofed against anything, but pure And shining as the first, least star That is lost to the east on the morning of Judgment— May I say, recogni^ng the step Or tune or breath . . . recognizing the breath. May I say, “It is Nestus Gurley.” Randall Jarrell Reprinted from The Virginia Q^rterly Review by permis sion of the author. HALL TALES Jim Martin Donna Oliver Diane Schwartz Dick Robinson Mary Lou Hutton Ginger Bass Mary Wheeler Betty Adams Managing Editor Business Manager Advertising Manager _ Copy Editor Feature Editor Boys’ Sport Editor Add Penfield, Jr. Sports Reporter Max Snodderly Girls’ Sports Editor — Mary Jane Seawell Exchange Editor Nancy Tuttle Circulation Editor Ann Greeson Photographers Dan McConnell Claiborne Cordle Diana Herman Paula Tuttle Linda Harrison, Sue Spence and Lou Spence Reporters Judy Shallant Jane Parkins, Bonnie Adelstein Frances McCormick, and Elwood Hartman Adviser Miss Peggy Ann Joyner Financial Adviser : Mr. A. P. Routh By Judy Shallant The sands of time will really be rol ling tonight, and by the end of this week end Myrtle Beach will probably be in Alaska! Hope everybody has himself “a ball” and really “raises a bunch!” ’Twas in a restaurant they met, Romeo and Juliet; He had no cash to pay the debt So Rome-owed what Jul>et. Mr. Luttrell: Give the most important facts about nitrates. Caroline Sikes: They”re cheaper than day rates. Did ya know?:—Cooper NuU”s band played at Central School last week. Those boys are sky-rocketing plaees! Roy Griffin: Quick, give me a round trip ticket. Clerk: Where to? Roy: Back here, siUy. Jackie Jones: Have you an opening for a bright young fellow? Mr. Racster: Yes, but don’t slam it- on your way out. “Hi diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon.” Nice goirig, bossy! Sarah Jo S.tanley: I would like to have lived in the days of King Arthur. Bobbie Cook: I don’t know as I would have cared much about the days, but I surely would have liked the knights. A moron called a plumber ’cause his girlfriend said he was a drip. Five hundred years ago today A wilderness was here; A man with powder in his gun Went forth to hunt a deer. But now that things have changed somewhat A dear with powder on her nose Goes forth to hunt a MAN! A man who has two wives, of course, Is always caRed a bigamist. But when he has some three or four We guess he is a pigamist. Florida Times-Union Be seeing ya Five of 1956 Seniors Receive Schoiarships To Colieges in Slate Five seniors from GHS have won scholarships from colleges, four of them from North Caro lina Colleges and one from Agnes Scott College in Georgia. Bob Herford, vice-president the student boc'^ at GHS, has Von a $600 schola: - ship to the Uni-^ versity of Nort | Carolina. Thef award is payable I in $150 amoimi [ each year for four years. Eve Purdom, who will attend Ag- jnes Scott College, I has won a com- I petitive scholar- j; ship for $600 for I one year. The se- i lection was based I on scores on the I Scholarship Ap- I titude Test of the I College Board test and an autobiography be tween 750 and 1200 words. She plans to become either a primary- grade teacher or a physical thera pist. The G.H. Han kins Scholarship nas been award ed to Reggie Bell. Its value is $1600 and is applied to Wake Forest Col-^ lege. He entered into state com petition at Win-1 ston-Salem last March 12. The examination consisted of a wi'it- ten test and an interview. Angela Butt phas won a $450 I scholarship t o iDuke University, IThis amount is I for one year and |[s renewable each Jyear if the grades I of the student I are kept up to certain standard. Katherine Leo nard also has won a scholai - ship to Duke Ur - iversity. Hers for $600 for her freshman year and is also k - newable if ht i grades are kept up. TO? It’s two iBllss on down that way

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