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THE FULL MOON
Oct. 21, 197!
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“Full Moon Forum” is given to provide students with a mode of
communication and an outlet for personal reflections. Students
wishing to share their ideas should pass them along to any staff
member for publication.
I have been more than certain to believe that the school has been a
traditionalized organization for the past few years. I have also come to
the conclusion that very little progress has been made in these
“traditionalized areas.” Why hasn’t anybody tried to progress in this
day and age where IBM machines are ticl^g and super-sonic jets
soar through the air?
Is it a tradition for students to be members of a club, or a class rank,
and the teachers to run this class or club? I think so. When special
occasions or events that have occurred for years come up, and you’re
elected on a committee for this particular occasion, do you have voice
over a teacher who still considers everything a “tradition” and that it
“just couldn’t be changed?”
In growing up it has been proven by leading psychologists that you
leam by experience, but how can we leam by experience if there are
no new experiences to learn?
^en the teacher gives us ideas, we say “They’re good, but listen to
mine,” and the teacher is already in a sound-proof tunnel thinking
about the “new” ideas she used last year that she will use this year
also.
Although I am just one student speaking out of a school of five
hundred and more, I believe that I speak for many more students.
Sincerely,
“One for a cause”
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This year, for the first time, we are having open student council
nieeting. In having the meetings open to all students, allowing them to
give their views. However, only one out of every three meetings is
open. Why not have all the meetings open to all students?
Of course, if the meetings were open, who would come? In order for
there to be change, someone must act. You are entitled to go to every
third meeting. However, this is not just a right, it is an obligation.
Since the meetings are open, you must be there to give your views!
Don’t expect someone to do it for you; do it yourself. If you try, there
will always be someone else behind you; but you have to be behind
someone else. One person can’t change anything except himself.
Robert C. Efird
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1. The faculty does not subsidize the killing of trains.
2. Classes are run like prisons, and students are treated as
prisoners.
3. Teachers are biased against long hair.
4. Teachers refuse to be corrected when they are wrong.
5. The study methods now used stifle individuality and promote
regimentation. Therefore, the more intelligent and individualistic
students are labeled as ‘antagonists’ or ‘disruptionists.’
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In the lives of most ordinary students (and I do hope I am classified
in that category) there are times when one gets in a class that he
hates. Such is my case for there is one certain class that. . . well. . .
it is hard to say just what it is like. It seems I should have never
decided to take the course to start with. I guess it was just that I had
pulled the wall of pride over my eyes and thought that I could do a little
better than my peers. Thus, I joined with this group, but I was quickly
set straight. If I were a dog (even if some people think I am.) I try my
b^t and still I cannot (or at least they don’t think I can) do anything
right. I am told to do one thing and after I do it I find that someone else
is doing the same thing and I have something else I am supposed to be
doing. (And that’s pretty bad when it’s supposed to be turned in the
very same day.)
Another thing about the class is I really do not have any close friends
to talk to and work with. Actually I do not even think I have a friend at
all in the class. Believe me, it is a pretty bad feeling to have the epople
you are talking just walk away or turn away from you and start
j ^ someone else. Really, bad is not the word for it. is!
(I d^ided not to come right out and say the word since this is upp-
^ decent newspaper, but I think you all know what the word
IS. The devil does anyway.)
At tim^ it seems that even the teacher could not care less what
happens in his classroom or how he treats the students who enter his
room.
When I think about it, though, I find that this “hate my class”
situation has opened my eyes and has shown me that all people are not
what you w^t them to be. I am not what the people in my hated class
wMt me to be and they are not what I want them to be. Now, to find out
who’s right, me or them.
*****
I think a little more respect for the seniors is not too much to be
asked of the underclassmen. We have been here longer, and deserve a
httle respect for all the changes we have tried to bring about for the
betterment of this school. You will be seniors too, one day, and you will
expect the same things we are expecting of you now.
*****
Hey everybody! (3iocolate sale was here again and as usual no one
got excited. Before the sale started the Student Council officers felt
that a little spirit should be added. The question was,“How?” One
officer felt that if there could be a reward for the whole school if a
certain amount of chocolate was sold during a week. This reward
could be a pep rally or an assembly. Pretty good idea was brought out
too. The idea pertained to a pep rally on the lawn and we got a pep
rally on the lawn.
But wait a minute. What happened to that idea? Isn’t that what
happens to most ideas in this school?
Stanly County
Should
Always Be Dry
It is common knowledge that
immorality and premarital
pregnancies rank higher in wet
counties than dry counties.
Alcohol is almost as bad as that
killer weed Mary Wanna; it will
lead to narcotic addiction.
Alcohol does cause brain
damage, an example is Dean
Martin.
Residents of Stanly County can
be proud that bootl^gers are not
in poverty, and that the tax
money on alcoholic beverages
that they buy is contributed to the
county government of a wet
county. Drunks are not common
in Stanly County, for residents
have the drive back from a wet
county in order to sober up.
Everyone knows you get a cold
if you stay wet. Everyone knows
this county will not get a cold,
unless they look in the kitchen
cabinets of Stanly CJounty.
Dear Folks,
I hope everyone is doing fine.
And I hope Dad is recovering
from his run-in with the ex
terminators.
Though I have to live behind
the lockers, I have had a chance
to see what’s going on. They call
this place “Albemarle Senior
High School,” a fine place for
rats.
It seems like a pretty good
place. It is very quiet except
when people inconsiderately run
down the halls. Then it becomes
very noisy.
The last couple of weeks have
been paradise. It seems they
have a sale of what is called “The
World’s Finest Chocolate,” And
let me tell you. Mom, it is. I’ve
gotten into many lockers to gnaw
on the lucious stuff. Somehow,
this makes the people mad; but,
it makes me fat. I now weigh
three ounces!
I almost got caught the other
week. You see, a delightful
fragrance called incense was
coming from someone’s locker
and I wanted to get closer to it. I
was several lockers away when
they opened the locker door. I ran
one way and they opened that
locker; and I ran the other way
and they opened the locker on
that side. They didn’t see me, but
it was a close call.
One thing I’ve noticed is a lot of
contempt. Back home, no one
dislikes somebody just because
of the length of his tail. People
here dislike anyone or anything
that is different. They worry a lot
about the length of each other’s
hair and the clothes that others
wear.
We always found it easier to love
than to hate. It’s just the opposite
here. Students seem to hate
teachers just because they don’t
take time to understand them.
And that’s the way some of the
teachers feel about the students,
too. I can’t figure it out.
Well, take care of yourselves.
Look out for Tabby and come see
me sometime.
Love,
Squeaky
O
Dimm
Since many of you walk around
school in a daze, I know you
might have miss^ the strange
occurences over the last few
days. If you did ffail to notice it,
let me tell you about “The Great
Haircut Disaster.”
Animosity began to grow after
our return to school from the
summer vacation. Many male
students, in an effort to look tip
top, had sprouted long locks.
Many other students, though,
were disgusted by this flagrant
show of insurrection; for as Spiro
said, “Long hair breeds
revolution, rebellion, violence,
and lice.”
Armed with this slogan, the
skinheads mounted a drive to
stamp out violence (and lice).
They calmly underwent the task
of giving out “free haircut cards”
for the long hairs to use at any of
the fine y^bemarle trim shops.
This didn’t work, because the
long hairs got together and
shredded the cards with scissors.
When tact and diplomacy
failed, the skinheads decided to
follow Spiro’s advice. A name
calling campaign gained steam,
as the long hairs were told to
their faces that they were “dirty-
pot-smoking-Communist-
hippies.”
When informed of this they
hung their heads in shame, and
brushed their locks from over
their faces as they wiped away
the tears shed for motherhood,
apple pie, and the flag.
Ingenuity slipped into the
picture somewhere. You see, the
skinheads set out to open an
economy barber shop on the
school grounds.
Step one was to find the perfect
location. This was easy, the stage
would be just great, for clean-cut
spectators could come into the
auditorium and get cheap thrills
by watching the long hairs suffer.
Step two was to steal a couple
of barber poles painted an ever-
symbolic red, white, and blue.
Step three was to acquire the
necessary equipment. It was
purchased through a grant
awarded by the George Curly
Wallace Beautify America
Foundation.
The barber shop offered
haircuts for 25 cents at first, but
got no response from the long
hairs. For if the skinheads shop
did get business, the truth might
leak out. Those are actually long
hair wigs the kids are wearing.
Briefly Speaking
World’s Finest Cliocolate has once again exploded on the faces of
ASHS. The sale came to a head on October 13, when the last of the
chocolate and money was squeezed out of the students nad faculty.
TTie Full Moon staff expresses its best wishes to the Senior Council.
May its endeavors to unite the students and their government be more
successful than previous attempts.
After looking at the overall condition of the football team, one begins
to wonder if the locker room shouldn’t be converted to a veterinary
hospital to patch up our wounded Bulldogs.
Attention Juniors: Congratulations to those of you who took and
survived the PSAT, October 19. Our sincerest sympathy to those of you
who didn’t.
The Full Moon
Albemarle Senior High School
Albemarle, N. C. 28001
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