7hat Will You Buy
With Your $1,400?
By FRED THOMAS
What will $1,400 buy? Or
$1,800?
If you're an in-state, or out-of-state
student as the case
may be, these sums will cov
er the estimated cost of your
first year at UNC ,
It sends you to the Univer
sity for a year, but this
doesn't say what it will buy.
No, for this money's purchas
ing power depends entirely
upon you the student.
Why did you come to Chap
el Hill anyway?
If you came to have a good
time you know, to be a real
swinging hell - raiser $1,400
might not go too far.
Oh sure, it will keep you in
beer and pretzels at least
through football season. It
will cover the cost of several
cartons of cigarettes, and
maybe even pay for a new
pair of trousers to replace the
ones you wiped out that first
big weekend.
There's plenty of hell to be
raised in Chapel Hill, espe
cially in the fall. But if this
is your primary objective in
coming, you're in the wrong
place. Your money won't buy
much and you can't blame
inflation.
Or maybe you came to keep
the parents happy, get them
off your back. You just want
to slide through, stay out of
the draft. You plan to learn
just enough to get the lady's
or gentleman's "C."
In this case youH probably
have a better chance of stay
ing in school than the de
termined hell-raiser down the
hall. But again, jthiU be
short-changing yourself.
Then how can you get the
full worth out of you $1,400
or $1,800.
Two situations have been
described which you should
try to avoid. Unfortunately,
there is no such well-defined
pattern which you must pur
sue. Every successful student
has his own ideas. Every
campus academic or extra
curricular leader probably at
tained his mark in an indi
vidually unique way.
Our word of advice is nebu
lous, but perhaps the only gen
eral word that can be given
get involved!
Being a University student
is a 24-hour-a-day job..
Look around. Find out what
is going on around you.
You don't have to grow a
beard, but if you want a b'eard
grow one. You don't have
to drink beer and smoke cig
arettes, but if you want to
do it.
It's time for you to begin
making the decisions that in
the past have been made for
you by others.
It's analagous to moving
from a high school cafeteria
to a large buffet dinner. In
the former situation, your
meals were planned by a
dietition. You were given just
what you needed what was
good for you.
At this buffet you have no
such dietition making your
choices for, you. You eat when
and what you want to eat.
You may pick a diet of coke
and candy, and it will keep
you alive for a while. . But
before too long, tooth decay
will get you if malnutrition
doesn't.
On the other hand, you may
Orientation's Lasting Lesson: Bij
Poplars From Little Acorns
By SCOTT GOODFELLOW
"A Carolina gentleman nev
er drinks champaigne in a
Dixie cup."
That remark set the tone of
my orientation just one year
ago. Being a suppressed sen
sationalist, I also remember
another remark made only a
few minutes after the first.
My housemaster stood up,
faced me and all the other
freshmen gathered there, and
with all the finesse of a ma
rine drill sergeant said,
"Some of you are bound to
be climbing the walls before
Christmas ever gets here."
And this is about all I re
call from the first hectic week,
because it was really the
weeks that followed that prov
ed most valuable. It was then
that I learned where the truth
of the first week's instruction
had really "lain. It was then
that I met most of the people
I am still with.
It was also then that I
learned the variety of people
in the world. I still laugh when
I run into a new type. Just
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select solid, body - building
foods including, perhaps,
the less - tasty - than - health
ful spinach - type dishes. In
this case, you stand to do
quite well for your invest
ment. ,
But, again, it's up to you.
You must decide what
course of study you will pur
sue. -
You must decide what you
will do with your spare time.
Through Student Govern
ment, the YM-YWCA, your
residence hall, the local
churches and other organiza
tions, a myriad of activities
are offered something to fit
the likings of every student,
including you.
Get involved.
Don't fail to discover the
value of the "bull session."
.People are the University's
greatest asset, and you are
now in the midst of the wid
est variety of people you have
ever encountered.
Take advantage of this. It
is surprising what benefits
you can reap from the average-looking
guy who might
live next door to you. Talk to
people.
Men, talk to women stu
dents. Women, talk to men
students. In the University's
long history, there is no rec
ord of anyone getting bitten.
In class, be on your toes.
Don't do the minimum y and
quit.
Get the most out of every
course you take'. That extra
effort is certainly worthwhile
gradewise, and it's far more
valuable in non-tangible re
spects. To the hell - raiser, every
body raises a little once in a
while. Everyone should.
To the students here just to
keep Mom and Pop happy,
that too is a minor motive of
most ot us. Na one wants to
be drafted. And in the expanse
of four years, nearly every
one encounters at least one or
two courses in which he would
be more than happy to take
the "gentleman's C" and exit.
But don't let these attitudes
cheat you out of the great
things UNC has to offer. This
is a wonderful little town and
a wonderful university. It has
so much to offer so much
that many of us, in passing,
have failed to take advantage
of.
Perhaps we want you i to
make up for our shortcomings.
Good luck. Get your money's
worth I
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last week I flew, here from
Los Angeles. As the jet thun
dered down the runway the
lady next to me raised her
voice 20 decibels and com
mended all the passengers in
to the hands of Almighty God.
I could tell from the looks
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Out Witln ld9 In
By HUGH STEVENS
Anne Queen, who is direc
tor of the campus YWCA and
who gives the very finest par
ties in Chapel Hill, lives in a
charming little cottage at the
end "of a dusty little lane" off
Malette Street. i
Her cozy clapboard abode is
sheltered on the east by a
ten-foot fence, the gold grey
wire of which is mellowed by
the entwining of robust, green
ivy.
Until recently the Chapel
Hill high school occupied the
land on the other side of the
fence, and was obscured nice
ly by it. An occasional wisp
of smoke rising over the ivy
as a tenthgrader sneaked a
forbidden cigarette was about
the only sign of life which in
truded. Cooing couples held
hands in the shade of the
fence during chandestine,
lunch,- period meetings.
Now things have changed.
Now when you peer from
Anne Queen's windows in the
direction of the verdant bar
rier you see other windows
lots of them.
The windows are there be
cause Granville Towers are
there. They loom, bulky and
impressive (but not very at
tractive), over the lane. They
of everyone in the nearby 15
seats that they were spiritual
ly enlightened. Midway
through the flight she turned
to me and said, "You know,
I used to sing opera in 7 lan
guages. I have a song for
every occasion." She did.
It was also during those sec
ond, third, and fourth weeks
that I found out how much
those student organizations
really wanted me. Sure, they
all had made their appeals in
a big convocation, but they
undoubtedly wanted someone
more qualified than I for
something of the stature of
the State Affairs Committee
of Student Government, or for
the 50,000 watt voice of WUNC
radio, or for The Daily Tar
neel.
Either I was a fantastic dis
covery in the field of the hu
man race or their qualifica
tions weren't quite as tough
as I had thought, for I was
accepted into each of these
groups. Joining proved a re
warding endeavor.
One thing that I learned not
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are too tall to be shut out by
any fence. At night the glare
from superspotlights in the
parking lots penetrates even
the most dense fence foilage.
,J: u , The old box-like high school,
-- which has" been replaced by"
1 ; a newA box-like high school,
has been reduced to rubble
' by giant machines. Every day
the dump trucks come to haul
away a classroom or two.
Clearly, Chapel Hill is
changing.
All towns change; they
must, if they are to remain
habitable. The startling pres
t ence of Granville Towers and
the equally startling absence
of dear oP CHHS are merely
the most noticeable current
manifestations of the contin
ual building up and tearing
down which affects Chapel
Hill and every other Ameri
can city.
Some will argue that the
changes in Chapel Hill are
more sweeping, and hence
more significant, this year
than ever before. They are
wrong. It has been a big sum
mer (that's the season for
change around here), and cer
tainly the feeling of a pleas
ant local landmark to make
way for a sterile complex of
ultra-modern "high rise" units
Grow
to worry about was academ
ics. The professors somehow
managed to create enough
initiative within me so that
I wouldn't dare not work at
capacity.
The professors, contrary to
popular high school thinking,
were interested in me, and,
also contrary to H.S. thought,
usually knew what was com
ing off.
n. The story is told of the pro
fessor who, when greeted by
four fellows claiming they'd
had a flat tire and missed
a quiz, seated them all and
with a broad smile asked
them to take out a sheet of
paper and write as their quiz
which tire went flat.
What you're supposed to cull
from all this is that ths infor
mation give you in Orientation
is properly directed, but
what's important is how you
treat it in the next few weeks.
And remember, your coun
selor isn't always right. I can
recall mine saying, "You see
that oak over there, that's toe
Davie Poplar."
True Orientation Will Gome
After The Bubble Ha Burst
By KERRY SIPE
The afterbirth of high school
graduation must be beginning
to dry behind the ears of you
freshmen by now. The great
disillusionment is about to be
gin. It won't do you any good to
fight it. You surrendered your
last chance for salvation
when you signed your Uni
versity application.
Of course, you don't know
yet what I'm talking about. If
you did you wouldn't believe
any of it. Perhaps, though, you
have already noticed the cold
chill at the nape of your neck
that portends your transfor
mation. Your motherland father let
you out of the family car this
morning in front of your new
home. You had the tattered
navy blue suitcase under your
arm the same one that you
toted to New Bern last year the
weekend of the Classics Club
convention. Mom made you
buy an ironing board. You
never ironed your shirts be
fore, but you bought it, and
this morning you lugged it up
the stairs and put it in the
closet along with your water
skis. Anyway, Mom and Dad
are gone now. Did you notice
the funny hollow way the car
door slammed just before they
left?
Your roommates seem like
pretty good guys. They're
over at the Tempo Room
drinking beer right now.
They'll be back sometime to
night. Plowed. Out of their
minds. When they get back
they'll break something of
yours. It's inevitable. You'll
wish they hadn't.
is a. sandbar of no little sig
nificance in the stream of
change.
But when they build Kenan
Stadium folks said, "Now
we're really changing things."
They said it again when they
put up the hospital, and again
when Ehringhaus and Craige
materialized "out there in the
middle of nowhere." Now all
those remarkable structures
are just so many threads in
the tapestry of the place.
It may take a while for all
the changes which are com
ing into being right now to be
fully assimilated. It will be a
long time before alumni driv
ing into the town from Hills
borough cease gasping at the
awesome spectre of those tow
ers rising, ghost-like, oyer
more familiar structures. It
will be a long time before oth
er alumni, approaching from
Pittsboro, are no longer tak
en aback by the pre-cast walls
of the new dental laboratory
clinging like some twenty-first
century parasite to the brick
walls of the hospital complex.
And it will take nature a long
time to give Hilton James the
appearance that it really be
longs "out there in the middle
of nowhere."
Certainly change is often
difficult to swallow, especial
ly if you happen to feel that
people who build laundries
with walls of black glass
should make the glass too
olack to see through.
But change is a manifesta
tion of vitality, and for that
reason it must be weighed be
fore it is evaluated. After all,
the old high school wasn't the
loveliest of buildings, either.
And who will argue that the
new public library should not
replace a dwelling which,
while old and graceful, was
falling into disrepair?
As for Hilton James resi
dence hall, the Davie Hall
addition, the new hospital
wing, and the new student un
ion, all will provide the cam
pus with sorely-needed facili
ties. Only James will make
a noticeable gash in the green
loveliness so characteristic of
Chapel Hill.
The only thing which dis
turbs me about all this change
is that so often nothing chang
es at all. We allow some
entrepreneur to erect those
black glass walls, suspecting
all the while that his laundry
will rip our pickets and smash
our buttons just as effectively
(and expensively) as his com
petitors'. And while Hilton
James will clearly give more
people a place to live, have we
any assurances that they will
live any better there than in
any other residence hall?
In instances luce tnese, we
have only ourselves students,
townspeople, and administra
tors to blame if the change
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They want to talk. It's been
a lonely afternoon for you.
It's good to have someone to
talk to. What if it is 2 a.m.?
One of them wants a little
cushy. Everybody thinks
that's a scream. Rush week
is coming up next week. The
conversation takes on a re
ligious tone from the first
mention of fraternities. Would
Jesus join the Kappa Pikes if
he were in your weejuns? You
are all sitting around in your
underwear. You are mostly
listening; they do most of the
talking. Finally it is dawn
and aU of you are asleep. One
of them on your father's big
olive army truck, one of them
on the floor, one of them
spread across two of the rick
ety wicker chairs that furnish
the room.
They are still asleep when
you get up in the morning.
New
is ineffective. The necessity
to revise and add should be
converted into opportunity im
prove to as well.
rinauy, there is one over
riding reason why I do not
view the changes in Chapel
Hill with total alarm, and it
is that some things never
change.
Anne Queen will still give
wonderful parties, even in the
shadow of Granville Towers.
New establishments rise to
sell food or gasoline or to
clean our clothes, but the
Billy Arthurs and the Mau
rice Julians are diminished
not a whit by their presence.
Kemp's record store has
burned to the ground, but that
only makes it a bit more dif
ficult to find Kemp to pass
the time of day (which is why
one went to Kemp's anyway).
The University erects taller,
wider, more expensive build
ings, but there remain the
numerous professors who can
enthrall one into being com
pletely oblivious - to the sur
roundings. These people the people
whose attitudes and person
alities make up the atmos
phere of Chapel Hill can
not be affected by the remod
eling of the piles of bricks
and mortar which surround
us here. Their lives may be
reshaped by birth, and death,
and others of the great "tides
in the affairs of men." But
no bulldozer can tear them
down.
If you are new to Chapel
Hill, it may take a while for
you to realize this. If you write
home that you have "fallen
in love with Chapel Hill," as
so many have done, you may
think that your sentiments are
for the grass and trees and
climate.
But if you really fall in love
with Chapel Hill, you will
eventually come to realize
that important as these things
are, they are in no wise as
important as the people all
20,000 of them with their
ideas, their hopes, their dis
appointments, and their vary
ing personalities. And" in Chap
el Hill, as everywhere, the
more people change the more
they stay the same.
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Your eyes feel sort of rough
in their sockets when you
move them from side to side.
The inside of your mouth is
slick and sour. Be careful to
avoid the broken glass as you
pick up your Dopp Kit and
cross the hall to the head.
The water from the leaky
shower head alternates be
tween 211 and. 33 degrees far
enheit. The eggs at Lenoir
Hall are instant. The grits
have to be cut with your fork.
Like a lot of other fresh
men, you probably take orien
tation week seriously. No kid
ding. You'll go to all the meet
ings: the two hour one about
dormitory life, the one about
Huckleberry Finn, the cozy
little private one with your
counselor where he tells you
about the dangers of homo
sexuality on campus. You are
shocked, but you are careful
not to seem immature with a
nervous giggle. v
As green as you are, you
might even treat your aca
demic advisor as if he were
there to help you. When he
says you'll need to takel dif
ferential calculus for your de
gree in English History you
do not question his advice.
You might even 4alk to him
about Plato, and self-improvement,
and the glory of edu
cation. Gosh. It's all so thrill
ing you sign up for an extra
course.
You avoid going back to
your dorm room. The guys
probably aren't awake yet.
Holy Cow, do you suppose
there's any mail there for
you. No, nobody's had. a
chance to write yet. Maybe
tomorrow. Everybody you
pass as you walk the' brick
path to town is a stranger.
The boys yell a lot and horse
around. If they did that back
in high school, Miss Tealiver
would make them stay for
eighth period. The girls seem
friendly in a chilly sort of way.
They take their tiny steps
along the paths with big new
blue and white loose-leaf note
books clutched close to their
budding breasts. When you
look at their eyes they glance
away as if they didn't notice.
Downtown all the restau
rants have at least one table
full of quiet watery-eyed folks,
wearing : beards and' discuss
ing Viet Nam. There are so
many intelligent people here,
you say to yourself, and so
much to learn. The thought
nearly takes away your
breath. You probably couldn't
even locate Viet Nam on a
map if you had to.
You wander into a men's
clothing store. There's a neck
tie in the window with little
gold beer mugs all over it.
It catches your eye. This Jew
ish fellow comes over and
tries to sell it to you. It costs
all you have in cash. Besides
you can probably find one like
it in Belks at home for a buck
and a half. You can do with
out it until Thanksgiving va
cation. It's getting late. You're due
for your tour of the library.
On the way you will have to
pass the local mission of your
hometown church. Out of cur
iosity you open the door and
enter. The quiet reverence of
the place brings back those
annoyuig pangs of homesick
ness that bothered you yester
day. You seem at home
asleep. Your mother is com
ing into your room to wake
you so that you can get ready
for church. She'd like you to
continue to attend church even
though she isn't here to wake
you up. Maybe you will. You
think that just as seriously.
Maybe you will.
The meeting is long, but you
submit to it in hopes that it
will calm a little of the gnaw
Vlf yu feel at your insides.
After it's over it might occur
to you that the only real ori
entation can come after
you've been here for two
years or three years or four.
The gnawing feeling will have
to be endured for a while.
The trouble is that your
mind is too full of the wrong
kind of things. You are look
ing forward with anticipation
to the first day of classes.
You think that if you just try
hard enough you can make
the dean's list. You think that
you will never get drunk or
take dex or sleep with some
one you don't really love. You
think that the University is a
place to go to become en
lightened, to become an in
tellect You think you will be
taught the things you need to
! b,e a .lawful. honest,
member of society. You think
that everyone here thinks the
same way you do.
an?rif?ble is' Fenian,
and God knows it, it's all a
big, sad, funny bubble. You
don't believe me now. But pay
me a visit when you've be
come tru!j orientated into the
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