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THE BLACKBIRD
Friday, Feb. 24, 1967
Spirit Of The Game
There was a multi-colored flurry of hurtling
bodies, straining, reaching upward. One out-stretched
hand reached farther, and tapped the ball in. A
whistle blew. The hand raised belonged to a white-
black-gold uniform.
Above the din and uproar were shouts. “Hey
hotdog!” “Ref’s a fairy” were among the least of
the insults. This was not Berkeley campus. It was
not the Russian embassy in Peking. It was the
Rocky Mount Senior High School gym. The shouts
came from Rocky Mount Senior High students.
The scene described above is typical of our school
spirit. It s hard to refrain from shouting when your
team wiiw one game during the season, but jeers
and insults such as those are never appropriate
under any conditions. Rocky Mount Senior High has
a reputation of such outbursts this year. It’s too late
to do anything now but let’s have some respect for
other teams and for the officials next year.
Is College For You?
Seniors, do you realize that within these next few
months you will have to make one of the most im
portant decisions of your lives?
Your teachers, counselors, and parents have done
everything they could to see that you get the best
high school education possible, but a high school
diploma is not enough. In today’s modern world,
the best way to be sure of a well-paying job and
a life of luxuries is a college education.
In accepting the responsibilities of college life,
one learns to be an individual and to really “stand
on^ his own two feet.” He begins to form stronger
opinions and beliefs, and learns to stand up for
these beliefs. College also gives him the answers to
many^ of the questions which have been plaguing
mankind for centuries.
The doors of a good college can lead you to
practically any kind of profession you desire, and
can prepare you financially as well as socially.
“The future of our generation depends largely
on how well you prepare yourself to meet tomor
row’s prot)lems.” This is a decision you and you
alone can make.
Hurrah For The Germ!
At Last! Letters
Hi-yo Corpuscle away! The
Lone WRENger rides again!
The Lone WRENger and his
Indian sidekick, Killum T. B.
Germ, were after the well-
known killer and disiabler, the
T. B. Kid. The searched from
Noseville, his first ■ hit, to
Mouthville, but could not find
him. He seemed to have dis
appeared. No one had heard
anything about him. They con
tinued to search for him, mov
ing down the Windpipe Road.
At LungsviUe, traces were found
—inflation, tissue broken, and
tubercules. When (the Lone
WRENger tried to find out
where the Kid had gone, no one
wanted to teM him. Finally, one
small boy spoke up.' He said
that the Kid had headed toward
Lymph Nodesville, farther in
the Midchest.
The Lone Wrenger traveled on
to Lymph NodesviUe on his fa
mous horse, Wihite Corpuscle.
There was even greater inflam
mation in Lymph NodesviUe,
but ithe WRENger still could
not find the Kid.
The WRENger and KMlum T.
B. Germ took the Blood Road to
Kidney and Joinits Town. At
Kidney, there was infection,
but no T. B. Kid. It was the
same in Joints Town.
Not finding the T. B. Kid in
either of these places, the Lone
WRENger and Killum T. B.
Germ returned to LungsvUle.
Here they found that the T. B.
Kid had returned to the scene
of the crime. The WRENger
called the Kid out of the air-
sac saloon. Using his famous
guns with the silver streptomy
cin and issoniazid bulets, he
killed the T. B. Kid on ithe first
shot.
Once again, the Lone WREN-
ger and his faithful companion
saved the day. Once again, the
forces of evil have been de-
feaited. And :so, as the sun sets
slowly along the horizon, the
Lone WRENger rides away to
continue his fight against T. B.
The Lone WRENger rides again!
Note: The above ariticie by
Carolyn Bryant of R. M. S. H. S.
won first place in the Nation'aJ
Press Project.
With the ending of last semes
ter, a whole flock of burdls were
received into our exclusive
group. Membership was extend
for such crass lactions as: pass
ing the semester with a D-;
coercive dropping of a subject
due to passive interest (flunk
ing out): and 'the supreme sac
rifice, may we remember them
as they were, being drafted
(their lighters were defunct of
fluid).
Among itiie more notable of
our entries were two members
of the honored Junior Class.
It came about that Sarah Willis
and Pait Stussie, out for an af
ternoon drive in Pat’s motor
oar, a 1950 Ford, aptly named
the “Black Bomb”, found them
selves on ViUa Street, in the vi
cinity of our ivy-covered halls.
Glancing at the gas needle, Pat
observed that they had enough
gas to get home but little more.
Dear Editor,
It is well-known throughout
the school that Seniors have
special priviledges. One of these
is getting at the front of the
luinch line. They get to leave
class two minutes early iso that
they can enjoy this priviledge.
This is all well and good.
But where do sophomores and
Juniors fit into this picture of
being able to geit in the front
of he line? Wlho gave these
students the right to break in
the front of the line?
Many times I have been
standing in line aibout to be
served, when a group of soph
omores have come and gotten
in line with some of their
friends in front of me amid many
others. Juniors, too are guilty of
this. I think that all underclass
men should show more courtesy
to others, especially to Seniors,
since this is one of their privi
ledges. Underclassmen should
remember that one of these
days they will be Seniors.
Betsy Elmore
a Junior
As everyone is aware, our
lunch periods last but a short
time. Standing to the lunch line
takes up most of the time al
lotted. The time we have left
is taken up looking for a table
and then a seat to sit on.
I’m sure no one would invite
a guest to their home anid ex
pect them to bring their own
table and chairs. Each day it is
a race and scramble to see of
you can acquire seats and table.
This is certainly not good for
proper disgestion. Also it is bad
when ten to twelve people have
to tsi at a table made for eight.
Sarah, seeking fun and action,
said, “Let’s chance it and go
to the Goody Shop.”
Taking the short cut over the
over-pass, they came upon a
red light at George St. and
Tarboro. As .they slowed to a
stop, the engine cut off. While
they sat with traffic piling up
behind, a good-natured local
clod, looking as though he could
use a shave and bath, came to
the girl’s aid. Mistaking his
advance, Pat and Sarah rolled
up the windows, locked the
doors, and huddled in the mid
dle of the seat fearful for their
lives. By this time a goodly
crowd had gathered and after
tinkering with various appa
ratus, a fireman asked if they
had any gas. At long last the
mysitery was solved! Many
minutes and a few goUons of
gas later, our burds were home.
Congratulations flock!
Thoughts have crossed my
mind about possibly eating in
the parking loit. If this problem
continues, more students will
probably begin eating there.
This would only oause the trash
problem to become greater. So,
PLEASE, give us more tables
and chairs to sit on without
having to beg, borrow, or sneak,
and maybe our indigestion will
soon disappear.
Pat Stussie
Junior
(Editors note: The following
letter was written in ref '*>nse
to a letter to the editor pub
lished in a past issue. We wish
to thank Miss Medlin for her
observations on the subject.)
Dear Sir:
UnfoTitunately, Jeff Surtes
left out a part of school spirit
in his letter to ithe editor in
the January 27 issue of The
Blackbird. 'The part he left out
was spoTitsmanship.
True, a school does include
“the bush of the crowd as the
crucial shot is in the air,” al
though I hope that he wasn’t re
ferring to a shot by a Black
bird player. It also includes the
“hush of the crowd” as the op
posing team’s player shoots
from the foul line. I am proud
to say that my school, Golds
boro High School, has this
sportsmanship ingredient in our
school spirit. We are too busy
urging our own team on to a
hopeful victory, at the appro
priate times, to .annoy the other
team.
I sincerely hope that your
school’s student body will learn
to retain that the game’s-begia-
ning-we’re-winning sportsman
ship until the end of the game.
Bobbie Medlin
P. S. I wish future luck to an
otherwise fine high school.
From The Roost
Of The Jr. Editor
As one closely scrutinizes this
issue of the BLACKBIRD, (as
I am sure all of our fascinated
readers do) one would of course
notice the masthead at the bot
tom of this page. Now that we
have drawn your attention to
the acknowledgements, we hope
you will also notice the unfam-
Hiarity of the names printed
there. The courageous and cora
pe temt junior staff has agreed
to temiporarily reheve weary
and faithful senior staffers of
thedr positiofltis in the publish
ing of the BLACKBIRD.
At this time, we of the junior
Sitaff would like to bestow upon
the more deserving senior staff
our sincere thanks and con
gratulations,, for we now
esteem and value the effort amid
time that goes into putting out
a newspaper. The junior staff
also xepresses a desire to our
readers: We would greatly ap
preciate any letters commenting
on or givanig suggestions to the
quality of this isue.
Monkey Business
This is a note only to those
sensitive intelligentcia who took
the initiative and purchased the
gireat literary magazine. The
Paradigm. Kathy Viverette and
her staff of monkies have been
working hard to produce a true
masterpiece for the world to
behold. (Contributions of art,
poetry, prose, and even music
score are still being ernestly re
quested. So to all budding Van
Goghs, Vdtaires, and Sousas,
send in your work and let us
know how good you really are.
Accoujiting for the increase in
price of The Paradigm is the
fact that no advertisements will
appear in the pages as in for
mer issues. Although some com
plaints over the price of the
magazine have been sounded
into the ever-alert ear of THE
BLACKBIRD, we are certain
that aiU grumblers will regret
their grumbles when they see
the superior results of Kathy
Viverette’s efforts.
The paradigm wiU come out
in May, giving all subscribers
something to look forwand' to
besides going barefoot in May
Day.
Upcoming Events
Students are urged to
attend the Student-Facul-
ty Basketball Game to be
held in the gymnasium
this Friday night. The
game is sponsored by the
Fellowship of Christian
Athletes. Game time is
7:30 and admission for
the event is 50c for adults
and 25c for students. Sea
son passes will not be ac
cepted.
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EDITOR Wild©
ADVERTISING MANAGER Bob Chapman
BUSINESS MANAGER Lynda Harrell
CIRCULATION MANAGER Betsy Mann
PAGE EDITORS:
Betsy Heady, Betsy Mann
2nd Dickie Bradshaw, Kathy MatJiews
Carolyn Bryant
4th Pat Stussie, Sarah Willis
5th Betsy Elmore
6th Carolyn Davis
7 th Diane Fowler
8th Leigh Wheeler, Diane Whitfield
ADVISER Mrs. Margaret WiUiams
PRINCIPAL Mr. V. J. (!!olombo
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