For Students and Alumni
STATE TEACHERS COLLEGE NEWS PRESS CLUB
ELIZABETH CITY, N. C.
Columbia Scholastic Press Association
ASSOCIATE EDITORS -.Alfred Wright, Dennis Askew
feature editor Naomi C. Johnson
LITERARY EDITORS Georglanna Barnes, Katrina Johnson, Emma Daniel
SPORTS EDITORS Henry Pickett, George Kitchen
EXCHANGE EDITOR Glover
TYPIST Louise Hoffler
REPORTERS . .. Trumillia Johnson, Mary Puryear, Christine Artis, Barbara Vaughn.
Four years of my life have been
spent here on State Teachers College
campus. Here I have handled, ex
plored and utilized the resources
available . . . natural, physical and
mechanical. Perhaps four years seem
a long time, but now that I have fin
ally reached the end, they have been
relatively short. I cannot restrain
my thoughts, for they are now re
tracing the paths already traversed.
When first reaching the campus,
I had those usual mixed feelings of
a freshman. But there was no need
for fear, for the first year carried
much joy and new experiences. It
was also quit? obvious that every
one was interested in my welfare.
Living in the dormitory, going to
classes, attending lyceums, and other
extra-curricular activities made the
second and third years enjoyable.
Finally, the fourth year came and
found me full of anxiety, with Prac
tice Teaching and all of the other
rights of a senior.
Graduation day is hastily approach
ing. There were mixed feelings at
the beginning, and the same is true
now. But the period of four years
has been wholesome and profitable.
I am thankful that the faculty, ad
ministration, and fellow students have
made this possible through the years.
May my Alma Mater keep its ban
ner waving high!
PLIGHT OF MAN
Is there a chance for such as me?
I’m ugly and weak and in poverty.
•Who would pity a helpless fool?
I wonder! I wonder! I wonder!
Maybe someday my luck will
There was a time when money
Will fate to me always be cruel?
I wonder! 1 wonder! I wonder!
When I was wealthy I had every
I never knew the feeling of hurt’s
Should one mishap cost all I’ve ever
I wonder! I wonder! I wonder!
What did I do to lose all my weal?
Did I rob; did I cheat; did I lie;
did I steal?
Did I do anything that was oh so
I wonder! I wonder! I wonder!
I was once an artist but lost my
Then it was laud; now it’s despite.
Will darkness be my eternal doom?
I wonder! I wonder! I wonder!
There is not a thing I can relate
to anyone other than to have thought
and cogntion of himself. When one
possesses thought, he links many con
cepts or ideas into an organized pat
tern. A thinking person learns to
generalize or to recognize differ
ences in objects that belong to the
same class. By these processes he
organizes his experiences and draws
some general conclusions or princi
pies from it, and when he is faced
with a new situation, he calls upon
one or more of these principles to
In psychology condition is used to
denote one of the three ultimate
functions or processes of conscious-
aess, feeling, and will. In short, it
includes all processes of consciousness
by which knowledge is built. In
its most familiar and fully developed
form, it is known as judgment, in
which a certain object is discriminat
ed from other objects and charac
terized by some concept or concepts.
If one possess thought and cogni
tion of himself, there can hardly be
enough time in a short day for him
to familiarize himself with some
thing new that he should learn
through the process of education.
There is no place in one’s storehouse
of knowledge for lackadaisical and
nonchalant characteristics if he is to
prepare himself today for an unknown
tomorrow’s challenge. The society
of the future will demand much
greater expectations from its people
than the generation in which we are
now living. Therefore, one should
strive for mastery in the most gifted
area in which he excels, and at the
same time develop socially, emotion
ally, and physically.
There is very much to be learned
and plenty of time to do so if the
proper applications are given to the
development of the individual. How
ever, before anything is accomplished
by anyone, he must know himself,
and recognize where he is and where
he wants to go.
Mixed emotions are now settling in.
We seniors are finally where life will begin.
Is success in the future, or should it be dread?
We all want to know just what lies ahead.
Our stay at S. T. C. has been full of fun.
We wonder if our jobs have been well done.
In classes and clubs and basketball games
We hope we’ve successfully carried out our aims.
Each of us can look for that for which he’s worth;
The initiative for success, the shirker for dearth.
Our achievement determines the paths we shall travel.
The easy going road or the sand and gravel.
We leave at S. T. C. best wishes and good cheer
For a prosperous display in the oncoming year.
As we leave our friends and moments of glee
We have as our legacy memories of S. T. C.
7 Newsletter Members
Newsletter memberhip will b e
greatly reduced when at commence
ment seven seniors, about one-half
of the staff, will be graduated.
Those members leaving are: Sara
Heckstall, Plymouth, editor-in-chief;
Alfred Wright, Red Bank, New Jer
sey, associate editor; Dennie Askew,
Ahoskie, associate editor; Naomi C.
Johnson, feature editor; Georgianna
Barnes, Robersonville, and Katrina
Johnson, Enfield, literary editors; and
Christine Artis, Wilmington, reporter.
Graduating members of the staff
have worked for several years for
the success of the school publication;
they are grateful for the opportunities
THEY SAY ^'ADIEU^
The four Newsletter members pictured above are graduating
seniors. They are, left to right: Sara Heckstall, editor-in-chief;
Dennis Askew, associate editor; Katrina Johnson, literary editor,
and Christine Artis, reporter. Not shown in the picture are
Georgianna Barnes, literary editor; Naomi Johnson, feature editor,
and Alfred Wright, associate editor.
which have been offered to them j fill their places on the Newsletter
through this activity. As they leave,
they hope that other students willl
staff, and that the paper will con
tinue its growth.
National Music Week was observed
at Elizabeth City State Teachers Col
lege May 4-8. The theme “There’s
Magic In Music—Use It” was well
carried out in two Assembly pro
In observance of this event the
Women’s Glee Club presented a pro
gram on Wednesday. Such selections
as “Deep River”, “Ezekiel Saw De
Wheel”, “America, the Beautiful”,
and “Tonight” from the “West Side
Story” were greatly enjoyed by the
audience. “The Syncopated Clock”
also proved highly entertaining.
The Glee Club had as their pur
pose to concentrate on musical ac
tivities for one week. Their ob
jectives were to demonstrate the
pleasure and value of music, to in
crease musical knowledge through
study, and to develop understanding.
On Friday the Music Methods
Class, desiring also to create a musi
cal atmosphere aud to give soinc
ideas for using music in the elemen
tary grades, presented an Assembly
Included in their presentation were
such activities as a rhythm band
performances, rhythmic activities, a
flutojDhone ensemble, choral ensem
ble, and an introduction of melody
instruments by Barbara Burke.
Alburah Brown, the chairman, did
a wonderful job in planning this pro
gram for the Music Methods Class.
S. T. C. LIBRARY
Is the library being used properly?
is a question that has been reiterated
on State Teachers College campus,
but what are we going to do about
it. Of course, one may say, there
is no problem as far as the library is
concerned, but at the same time we
notice the students as they use the
The library is a place for con
centration, for study, but is our
library typical? Of course a sound
less library is not wanted at S.T.C.,
but there should be one that is con
ducive to concentrated studying. Let
us strive for a library in which col
lege students may study quietly.
TO MRS. MITCHELL
We are some very lucky students
So fortunate to have as our friend
Mrs. Mitchell, our congenial in
Who has only kindness to lend.
She is really indispensable.
She’s upright, loyal, and fair.
Whenever she’s needed mostly.
She manages to always be there.
Possessing all favorable attributes
Among them an abundance of
She is the epitome of womanhood
In its optimum form.
Mrs. Mitchell will ne’er be forgotten;
Her kindness has been too profound;
Thus I can proudly proclaim
She’s the best instructor around.
It seems only yesterday that many
of us left our homes to enter an
institution of higher learning at great
Elizabeth City State Teachers Col
lege. September, 1955, was the date
that with bright and happy faces, we
met on this beautiful campus. The
only frowns we had were due to the
fact that we were wondering whether
we could successfully make the tran
sition from high school to college.
Now, after passing through four
splendid years at college and losing
more than half of the original class,
we stand only a few steps from the
gate leading to a new way of life.
Some are not strongly inclined to
make these last few steps, for we do
not know what awaits us; while others
are almost falling on their heads in
a hurried rush to reach it.
The lower classmen are watching
every step we make as we move for
ward. Some are admiring our steps
as they wish they were in our places;
others are regretting our steps be
cause of the vacancies we are leaving,
even though others will be taking
I remember very vividly freshman
initiation, get-acquainted socials,
dances, football games, basketball
games, baseball games, track meets,
couples seated on the campus in
Spring, Sunday Vespers, Mid-week
Prayer Service, chapel programs,
other cultural programs, and the
many nights I stayed up late trying
to make respectable grades in order
to pass each course in fulfillment of
my requirements for graduation.
I remember our class advisors, es
pecially Mr. Muldrow who helped
us tremendously this year. I further
remember the bull sessions in which
I sometimes learned a few things
that helped me and where I some
times found that those hours were
spent unwisely, because I had to
rush to make an early class the next
morning and hurriedly do an assign
ment which had been completely
forgotten in the midst of the intense
I looked at the new freshman class
this year and compared them with
us when we were freshmen. Most
of them come to college with clothes
in abundance, and I admired them
because I knew the struggles over the
long summer months that were neces
sary to get most of the things my
classmates now have. Most of all,
1 remember our parents and others
who made it possible for us to be
where we are now, and our instructors
and other individuals who gave us
needed advice and learning materials.
Having passed three years of hard
struggling, my classmates and I came
back to State Teachers College our
last year with the hope of making
Prayer for the Month
Our blessed Lord, give unto us
receptive hearts, so that we may
gladly receive Thy Word and allow it
to become abundant in us and through
us, wherever it may be, near or far,
alone or with others, in season or
out of season.
this our very best year. Many of
us make the honor roll; four of us
were elected to “Who’s Who”, three
to Alpha Kappa Mu; and many of
us took leadership positions for which
we gained respect and prestige.
Now, we have passed our courses
including student teaching. As the
clock ticks quickly onward, I remem
ber our embarrassing moments and
our many mistakes. We are pre
pared to enjoy to the utmost our last
few hours of college life, but we
feel somewhat sad, knowing that all
our friends we must leave. How
ever, we feel glad that we have suc
cessfully reached the goal toward
which we started in 1955.
In all of our remembering, we re
member that “Commencement” means
“the beginning”. It is the beginning
of a new life with a college education.
Are we ready to claim our place in
life with the knowledge we have or
are supposed to have? is the question
which confronts all of us We are
also wondering have we used wisely
far above the grade of “A”, “B” or
“C” the material presented to us.
I remember as I have been told
so often that college opens the gate.
I must face life with the same cour
age or greater than I have had dur
ing college years. My many experi
ences have been pleasant and en
riching. My many associates have
made my stay wonderful and life a
little more meaningful. The gate is
now opening wide, and I am about to
be ushered out. I remember that
it has been said: This is the beginning!
1. Which is the largest United States
County in area?
2. How many countries are there in
the United States?
3. What small lake in the Canadian
Rockies is internationally famed
for its beauty?
4. How old is Sir Winston Churchill?
5. Who said, “My feeling is that we
should not meet violence with
violence. It would be the greatest
deterrent to our course?”
6. Who is the last president whose
portrait appeared on U. S. Cur
7. How many nations comprise the
8. What was the original name of
Mount Vernon, the home o f
(Answers on Page 4)
After a recent election an unsuc
cessful political candidate visited in
a backwoods town.
“Say, Mister,” one of the natives
asked. “Ain’t I seen you some-
“Quite possibly,” the politician said.
“My picture was in all the papers.”
“I knowed it,” the native cried, “I
don’t want to be nosy, but what was
you cured of?”