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THE SALEMITE
Friday, April 2, 1943.
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Bernhardt, Edith Shapiro.
LET’S TURN THE WORM
Dr. Hornell Hart’s staggering statement
that college courses should be “thrilling” anc
“inspiring” provoked a very obvious and prac
tically unanimous expression of in-credulity
Some simply regarded the remark as a state
ment of arch idealism, and let it go at that
others pounced upon it with a ‘ ‘ Eureka! I
have found it” expression; and immediately
twisted the meaning to suit their own purposes
Thus the “ily courses aren’t inspiring, so
how can anyone expect me to make any effort’
type of reasoning was horn. Still others at
tempted a more or less scientific analysis of
the situation; and tried to discover just why
courses were or were not “thrilling,” as the
case may be. This examination narrowec
down to a consideration of the respective roles
of student and teacher hi class work. Unfor
tunately, the old grammar school concept still
prevails; and all too many students see them
selves only as absorbers . . . they cannot un
derstand that some rgal effort, some contribu
tion on their part is necessary if their study is
to have any interest and value for them. When
a girl has reached the college level, it is taken
for granted* that she can glean for herself a
good deal of the basic, the routine sort of in
formation; and that the teacher can enlarge
on that groundwork. Needless to say, it all
too often doesn’t “happen here”; and the in
structor has to regress to the ordinary, “run
of the mill” type of discussion, which, if it is
dull and uninspiring for the student, is just
twice as painful for the teacher. After years
of meeting stoney, incomprehending stares
everytime he dares to advance beyond mere
fundamentals, it is not unreasonable to suppose
that a teacher may lose some of his spark and
spontaneity, and a good deal of his enthusiasm
Thus if courses are not as stimulating as they
might be, the fault does not always lie w'ith
the faculty member, as is apt to be the general
conclusion.
This inquest will in no way vindicate the
instructor; on the other hand, it will expose
many instances where he is equally blame
worthy. Listing, however, would be of little
interest to the general majority, since the stud
ent mind has alredy exhausted all possible
means of criticism. The question so, often
overlooked when an evaluation of the interest
of a course is made is not “Does the teacher
inspire me?” but “Do I inspire the teacher?’
—An Interested Student.
\V|ell bless John Brown’s body if we ain’t seen everything now!
Do you guess your memories of March 31, 19^3 will be tarnished even
when you’re five million and three years old? We know ours won’t . . .
secretive herding of suspects into the smoke house, last minute crashes
of evidence into the swimming pool, midnight summoning of victims to
the deans’ office. Ain’t the Stee Gee got nothing at all to do? And
then there’s always Paul Eevere. We personally thought they’d con
fused poor old Paul Jones . . . until it turned out that Formy Duval
had appointed herself to carry the tidings. Y'e gods from Goldsboro!
Please let it just have been an April Fool’s prank . . . there’s enough
that really needs attending to without goose-chasing off on something
like a treasure hunt. Great sport . . . truly great sport.
Tliere’s also a tale, not nearly so good but plenty good enough for
any ordinary week’s “I Heard,” about the latest library scandal. It
appears that Miss Siewers glided out of her office and into a mass of
humanity prostrate under the card catalog files. It was only Peggy Mc-
Lelland . . . not sick, not fainted—just tired! What twist will spring
fever develop next?
And with the Pierrettes there also lies a tragedy. Not having any
thing to amuse themselves with betwixt scenes of “Pure As The Driven
Snow,” they delved into racks of old costumes . . . Miss Stoney going
in for one of them wasp-waist-out-in-the-front-out-in-the-back contrap
tions. Well, she got in . . . and just as she was getting out again as far
as the armor plating, Mrs. Williams bellowed, “Stone on Stage!” Gasp
ing^ clawing, groaning noises drifted out from baek-stage in response
until the hero of the show, an honest-to-goodness male, decided that then
was the time for hiiw to really play his role . . .^oh ho ho ho!
And from yesterday’s student activities chapel, we feel called upon
to state that we certainly are gratified to see Miss Dolch’s interest in
student affairs . . . the student body remained, the faculty departed,
and Miss Dolch remained. Grand! Incidentally, while we’re on the
student activities may we say, “Bless you, My Children!”
Adele Chase, engaged currently in social working among the less
fortunate, vows that her project child (aged nine) has a higher I. Q.
than she herself has. Well?
Now, the fever has definitely got us by the coat tail . .
stroll out and smell the grasses. Good-night but not good-bye
so we ’11
The question in Clewell: Would you be in
terested in having a small reading room on
the second floor of Clew6ll in which you’d
have Time, Life, Harper’s, and Atlantic?
The response: (Population - 142; girls in
rooms at poll time - 74) 74 pro.
The question in Bitting: Would you be in
terested in supporting a dormitory reading
room in which you’d have Time, Life, Atlan
tic and Harpers?
The response: (Population - 37; 22 girls in
the dormitory at poll time) 22 pro.
Once upon a time there was an intelligent
little girl named Lilybet. Like other children,
she had her wants and desires. One day she
explained to her mama that she’d like to join
the Junior Literary Guild in order that she
might read some informative children’s books;
but her mama lightly tossed the idea aside as
absurd, and sent Lily back into the yard to
play.
Now the moral of our tale is this: the poll
published in this Salemite definitely shows that
Salem students, like Lilybet, wants copies of
Harper’s, Atlantic, Time, and Life in the
Clewell “1” room and in Miss Lawrence’s
living room in Bitting (which she has consent
ed to our-using). We merely want these two
rooms as sort of circulation departments
that is, in each magazine we want a library
card on which the borrower maj’- sign her name
and take the periodical to her bedroom if she
chooses. By this arrangement, we students
might read while we relax in bed.
The cost of the subscriptions is $22.50. If,
however, the response to Salem’s Paul Gallop
is genuine, we don’t think we’ll throw out this
idea as Lily’s mama did. And if the people
questioned represent a good cross-section, we
think that, unlike Lilybet, Salemites will re
main indoors to read in the future.
—An Interested Reader.
LA FIEVEE DE PEINTEMPS
Je suis paresseuse. Pourquoi? La raison est evidente — il est prin-
temps. J’ai beaucoup de lemons a prepater, je dois repondre a beaucoup
de lettreSj j’ai beaucoup de choses a faire — et que fais-je? Eien! Eien—
parceque toutes les fieures, tous les oiseaux sont ici. L’air resonne de
musique; nies oreilles resonnent de musique; partout oil je regarde js
ne vois que la beaute. Dans la classe je n’ecoute rien, mon esprit divague,
quand j’etudie, mes pensees passent k d’autres choses. Oui, j’ai la fiSvre
de printemps. Ecoutez! N’entendezvous la musique? . . . Vous aissi?
. Docteur, ou est le soufie et la mftlasse?
—L. THIEAS.
THERE’S nothing LIKE STATISTICS
There is, in Salem, a voting population of 318 students.
We students, in choosing our leaders, more or less dictate the
general policy of our organizations. If we don’t like the
way the organizations are run, we complain loud and strong
. . . and yet there are some 40% of us not voting for anything.
What do these figures mean to you?
Election
Voters Percentage
Student Government 211 63%
L R. S 213 633/4%
Y. W. C. A 180 561/2%
, A. A --191 60%%
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An estimate of voters by^ classes for the A. A. election is:
Seniors: 76%
Juniors: 82%
Sophomores: 641/^%
Freshmen: 64^%
UNITED WE STAND
Come, Mr. Holder, you’ve been teaching us
the Unification of Italy and Germany for
years—now how about some practical advice
on the Unification of Salem College? We real
ly need it, but we didn’t fully realize it until
these elections caught up with us. Honestly
we’re divided into so many pieces that we
make the jig-saw puzzles laugh. This is about
the size of it:
The Lehmanites; them Sisters, Freshman,
Sophomore, Junior, and Senior Day Students;
First, Second, and third floor Clewell; the
Strong gals; and Senior—Honestly how we
ever came to any one conclusion is a mystery
to me and a mystery, I dare say, to the poor
candidates who have to survive it.
There really isn’t anything gained from all
this except bruised friendships, black hearts,
and blue feelings. W’^hy can’t we stick to
gether? It is natural, when there are elec
tions, to have differences of opinion, but it
really isn’t necessary for clans to form and
pull against one another until some one is hurt
—or are you one of those w'ho puts loyalty
to the clan above capability?
Let’s stop this fighting amqng ourselves as
though we were all descendants of the In
dians, and stick together. With all of the
coming elections, stunt night, May Day, etc.,
we will really need co-operation — not clan-
ishness — in classes and in the school.