_February 17, 1970
The N. C. Essay
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The recent case of Fred Avery
vs. the NCSA Administration has
pointed out at least one glaring
weakness in this school's judicial
system. Avery, a college sophomore,
was suspended for the remainder of
this semester for "social infrac
tions" (the details or which may be
found by referring to the Feb. 2
edition of the Essay.) After the
suspension decision was handed down,
Avery began preparation for an appeal.
However, as there is no pre
cedent for appeal, it was decided
that Avery would meet with President
Ward, usually a member of the Judic
ial Committee, but absent at the time
of Fred's trial.
The results of that meeting were,
in short, a shuck. The President
offered Avery what was, in effect,
a "deal". If he (Avery) turned over
certain information regarding drugs
on this campus, his reinstatement
would be "re-considered".
In all fairness to the President,
he was in a precarious position and
this case was a particularly diffi
cult situation (made no easier by
outside pressures). However, the
solution is not to offer a student a
deal. Some more clear cut means
have to be established. (The case
was made all the more difficult, for
Avery insisted throughout that the
evidence presented was insufficient
to merit suspension).
It is then obvious (or should
be) that some major alterations must
be made in our judicial system. The
right of the proper means for appeal
is necessary protection of the stu
dent. VIhen the new constitution is
drawn up (currently in process),
it is imperative that measures for
such action are specific. The correct
channels should be spelled out and
known beforehand, for the benefit of
all involved.
Soi(X)L teiVES $100,000
(Cont. from page I)
Her son. Smith Bagley, was chair
man of the telephone campaign which
raised close to a million dollars in
48 hours to bring the school to
Winston-Salem. This was in 1964
after the state legislature passed
the bill which put the school into
existence. Bagley serves as a mem
ber of the foundation board.
In thanking Mrs. Reynolds for
the gift, Robert Ward, president of
the School of the Arts, said, "The
need tor scholarships in our school
has risen rapidly because of the
expanding enrollment and because of
the fact that our highly talented
students often come from financially
poor backgrounds. You are helping
us with one of our greatest needs."
The final decision would then be
in the hands of a new, already speci
fied court, who could judge the
evidence fairly. Our administrators
would not have to revert to deal
tactics, certainly far below their
dignity. The student would have the
opportunity to present his case
before an impartial jury.
In the interests of justice, I
implore those involved in the writing
of the constitution to consider this
matter seriously.
by Mike Ferguson
- AW'r
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All School PERFORMA^lCE/ Thursday
(Cont. from page I)
highly selective fragments of a boy's
life." This is done by a series of
""expressionistic vocal collages in
which sound and voice are used exclu
sive of physical acting." Although
the form is rigid, the play has a deep
emotional impact on audiences whenever
it is performed.
David McClung of the drama
school faculty directed the play.
Cammie Lavine of New York is stage
manager. The 10 actors are:
Joyce Reehling of Latonsville,
Md.; Lewis Gordon of Richmond, Va.;
Donna McGowan of Durham, Richard
Maxwell of Houston, Texas; John
Woodson of Sterling, 111.; Christine
Rosania of South Holland, 111; Cynthia
Darlow of Hampton, Va.; Charles White
side of Detroit, Mich.; Daniel Watkins
of Lynchburg, Va.; William Musten, Jr.
of Winston-Salem.
The program will conclude with
Duncan Noble's ballet Fliak-Flaakj
which was premiered at the School of
the Arts this past fall and received
a standing ovation. Noble has
taught ballet and modern dance at
the School of the Arts since the
school opened in 1965.
Fliak-Flaaki with music by
Benjamin Britten, is performed in
seven parts by 10 dancers. The parts
include; Moto Perpetuo, Nocturne,
March, Bolero, Waltz, Tyrolean and
Tarantella.
Dancers are: Bonnifer Beaufort
of North Augusta, S.C.; James Boyd of
El Paso, Texas; David Graniero of
Tampa, Fla; Jan Horn of Chapel Hill,
Jordeen Ivanov of Inkster, Mich.; Eric
McCullough of Huntington Beach, Calif.;
Michael Sanders of Duncan, Okla.; Gwen
Spear of Greenville, Dale Talley of
Reidsville and Nancy Thuesen of
Norfolk, Va.
JflCOBSOnGIU€S
LGCTURG-DemO
Harvey Jacobson, teacher of
secondary piano, piano ensemble,
and vocal coaching at NCSA presented a
lecture-demonstration on the life and
music of George Gershwin on Thursday
at the Thursday Morning Music Club of
Winston-Salem. The entire program of
the day was dedicated to "a parade
of American Music", sponsored by the
National Federation of Music Clubs and
was held at the Woman's Club House
on W. 4th Street.
Mr. Jacobson's program consisted
of a performance of some of Gershwin's
well known popular music, followed
by excerpts from his classical compo
sitions, The 3 Preludes3 Rhapsody in
BluSi and Conoerto in F. The con
clusion of the program included a
discussion of Gershwin's opera,Porgy
and Bess with excerpts performed.
Mr. Jacobson received his B.A.
degree in music education from Boston
University, his B.M. degree from
Richmond Professional Institute,
Richmond, Virginia. He is presently
working toward his Master of Music
at UNC-Greensboro and is presently
studying with Daniel Ericourt, artist
in residence there.
He is a member of the National
Association for Music Teachers, the
Winston-Salem Piano Teachers Associ
ation, The National Honorary Music
Fraternity (Phi Nu Alpha Sinfonia)
and is a lifetime member of the well-
known Leschetisky Association.
SMALL SONG,.
(for, 22 ladiesi Led tend ^quari'us)' '
VhV things i cannot say to you
would fill a book with poetry.
If i could write i'd write a few
small songs and sing them quietly.
if i could climb your morning tree
I'd wake you with a kiss of dew
and play and sing so quietly
the things I cannot say to you.
love is all you need, but all you
have is time;
and if you don't let it bleed, you'll
I kill atwarm heart in its prime.
if, when you walk in fields alone
and cry for lovers wed and gone,
you hear in wind the lilacs moan,
you'll know It's my own humble song.
the halls of time are cold and black,
and when you walk them don't get hung,
and know the numming at your back
is burled heartbeats singing songs.
love is all you need, but all you
have is time;
and if you don't let it bleed, you'll
sacrifice a lover's mind.
once i was your morning tree,
i w0ke you with a kiss of dew,
and hummed and sang too quietly
the Things I cannot say to you ...
Randall Rickman