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Page Three
Salem Christmas
1800
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5ta6.nl. M P."i. (E™”'ng
fgsentation).
Advance ticket sale begins No-
„her 17 (limited sales). Adults
00, Students (including college)
f.
These two presentations -
,k,na place in the center of the
stored area of Old Salem -
create the sights, sounds and
nells of the little Moravian con-
•egation town of Salem in 1800.
'ive exhibit buildings are open;
aisle Brothers House, John Vog-
dr House, Salem Tavern, Miksch
jbacco Shop and Winkler
^kery Activities include cook-
in'the old fireplaces and bake
craftsmen at work in their
jops' and the presentation of
jusic known to have been per
iled in Salem in 1800. On the
treets around Salem Square,
lere are Moravian bands, craft
imonstrations, costumed men
i horses and a night watchman
flwing a conch shell and calling
e hours. Traditional refresh-
ents are served in the various
hidings. All participants are in
irly Moravian dress. Lighting is
; candles, lanterns and torches.
;The event will take place on
ecember 17 regardless of the
eather.
^NCSA Presents
The '^Nutcracker'^
“The Nutcracker” will be pre
sented by the School of Dance of
he North Carolina School of the
Arts and the Winston-Salem Sym-
ibony December 12 through 15 in
leynolds Auditorium. The pro-
uction will be supervised and
reeled by Robert Lindgren,
ean of the School of Dance at
to'th Carolina School of the Arts,
and John luele will conduct the
Winston-Salem Symphony Orches
tra, This fairy tale ballet in two
acts and three scenes with music
)y Tchaikovsky and choreography
after Ivanov) by Sonja Tyven
1 Robert Lindgren has become
favorite pre-holiday treat for
deal audiences.
Tickets for the five perform
ances, the only ones to be given
in the Triad, will be sold from
10 a.m. to 4 p.m. beginning No
vember 21, at the Symphony Of-
Hce. 610 Coliseum Drive. Mail
orders will be processed begin
ning November 18. The perform-
nnee times are: Thursciay, De-
cember 12, 7:30 p.m.; Friday,
Pecember 13, 8:00 p.m.; Satur-
December 14, 2:00 p.m. and
■iiOp.m.; Sunday, December 15,
■“ p.m.
iMembers of the Dance School
acuity will assist Dean Lindgren.
nc production staff will again be
^niprised of members of the
at M Assign and Production
North Carolina School of the
John Sneden, Dean. A.
^ristina Giannini, costume and
^®ery designer for “The Nut-
tii?^ t ' created a new set-
S?eetr
By Marilyn Turner
It does not matter when the day
begins. Day becomes as night
and a night as day in the Salem
infirmary.
. . . The door clicks to my
right and an expanding beam of
light finds its way to my bed
side. I hear the shuffle of soft
soled shoes on the slick linoleum
floor, and see the silhouette of a
woman framed by the door jamb
grow larger as she approaches.
I glance at my bedside clock
which says 4 a.m. Almost in
stinctively, like a baby accepting
its bottle, I take the cool anti
septic thermometer between my
lips and let it rest under my
tongue. The three minutes pass
quickly, and I hear an echo of
the shuffling footsteps and feel
the thermometer once again slide
from my lips. And then, all be
comes oblivious as I slip back
into my dreams.
... I start from my sleep to
find an unfamiliar face peering at
me. “What’s the password?”
“Thermometer,” she says and
slips the instrument into sight and
into its resting place between my
lips. The nurse has changed, but
her instrument is the same, and I
feel a routine beginning to evolve,
My eyes have yet to awaken,
so I strain my sleepy ears to
determine the time of day. The
shuffle of footsteps pauses inter
mittently, and I deduce that there
have been one or two additions to
the sickly society.
Once again, the sly thermom
eter slides smoothly out of place
as a rhythmic thump, like the
jump at the end of a record as the
needle creeps near the label and
jumps quickly out again, and
again, and again; a thump like
that attracts my attention. The
thumping comes to a halt, and I
hear a quick slide, a scuffle of
feet, and a plastic plop. After an
interval of drowsy deliberation, I
realize that breakfast has ar
rived.
The lack of smell frustrates my
nostrils, and I open my eyes to
face a bowl of Rice Krispies
(Snap, Krackle, and Pop never
had a brother named Sniff), a
piece of buttered toast, and a
glass of Florida sunshine. And so
my taste buds have the privilege
of waking at the same time as my
eyes.
... A routine had begun to
evolve. It begins with the ther
mometer, is followed by a meal,
and then is usually succeeded by
something medical. I noticed that
it was starting again - thermom
eter, meal, and the surprise. The
meal is lunch this Hme, and the
ensuing ordeal is quite unlike any
so far experienced within the con
fines of the infirmary.
As the clock strikes one, the
members of the sickly society be
come members of the funny farm.
They converge on the infirmary
from all corners of the campus
with aching ears, hockey-stick-
shaped bruises, runny noses, anu
raging allergies. And since the
next order in the routine is the
arrival of the doctor, the patients
(or inmates, as they appear to
me) pull at their clothing, twist
hair, and jabber almost inco
herently.
With all the small talk and
ffiegling, one would easily be led
to believe that nothing was se
riously wrong with these people
after all. And so are they them
selves momentarily deceived. For
a small period of time, the in
firmary takes on a carnival at
mosphere.
But then the heavy outside door
swings ajar, and the smaller
screen door clatters open and
shut. Heavy footsteps ascend the
three steps and plod across the
hard linoleum floor. The funny
farm fracas subsides abruptly as
the doctor enters his office, pull
ing the door to behind him. And
then it rises again, the joking,
chewing, and talking, to a pitch
and tempo higher than before.
Thus does the routine continue
in the Salem infirmary, day after
day, with patient after patient, or
so it seems.
But I asked Mrs. Martha
Castevens, one of the three alter
nating nurses in the infirmary, if
her job were routine. Sitting be
hind the desk in the doctor’s
office, she replied in her calm,
slightly rasping voice, “It’s never
routine. Something new happens
every day.” At this point, Mrs.
Castevens recalled the contro
versial subjects of gynecologic
care provided by the college, the
distribution of birth control pills
by the infirmary, and the ques
tions concerning abortion that
have come up in the past.
Mrs. Castevens came to Salem
from the intensive care unit at
Baptist Hospital and has been
working here for five years. She
says that she enjoys working at
Salem because she likes young
people so much.
Miss Annette Smith is Mrs.
Castevens’ young cohort. Mrs.
Castevens said that Miss Smith
has a good working relationship
with the girls to be so near their
age. Miss Smith has been with
Salem for nearly two years, and
she says that she enjoys the work
because it is not as pressured as
the emergency situations found
in the hospital.
Terminating her career as the
night nurse is Miss Anna Barbie.
Miss Barbie is currently working
on her B.S. in nursing, and she is
finding the stress of a job and
school too much for her to handle
at the same time. Taking her
place will be Mrs. Cynthia Bryant.
Dr. Tim Pennell is the doctor
who makes the scene at Salem at
1 p.m. on Mondays, Wednesdays,
Thursdays, and Fridays. Dr.
Pennell is a surgeon at Baptist
Hospital who takes his lunch hour
to see patients at Salem. Like
Mrs. Castevens, Pennell, who has
a daughter i n college enjoys
working at Salem because he
loves young people.
Currently, Dr. Pennell is not at
Salem. As has been his custom
for years, he is in Africa and
India for a month to teach new
surgical techniques to medical
students there. Mrs. Castevens
calls him a “frustrated mission
ary,” since she believes that mis
sionary work is what Dr. Pennell
would really like to do perm
anently.
... the door slams and the
little screen door clatters in its
echo. An indiscernable number of
feet climb the short stairway, and
the clamor grows louder as they
approach. As I prop myself up in
bed to greet whatever may have
drifted in from “the other world,”
I am relieved and pleased to see
tamiliar faces pe e r i n g in the
uoor.
Yes, a definite routine has
evolved in the infirmary; a rou
tine markedly different from the
usual college routine. But white
being withdrawn from the hustle
and bustle of dorm life, one comes
to appreciate the friends who
were a part of that life, and one
also comes to know and value a
staff composed of some of the
most loving and caring people to
be found on campus.
The Old Salem Store
A convenient place
to find that special
gift for parents,
for friends, or—
just for yourself . . .
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