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TMF. Twir:
January 23, 1953
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Dear Editor,
When the student body outruled
Palio last fall, there was much specula
tion as to what its successor would be.
Although some people wanted a modifi
cation in the annual event, most people
were ready for a change. Nearly every
one agreed at the time that something
should take its place immediately.
With another whole semester looming
before us, it seems as if we have ample
time to begin planning another project.
Taking a look at'the calendar, however,
we realize that four months pass very
quickly. This student thought of an idea
for a project that possibly could be
used. She is passing it on to ydu for
what it’s worth. She is calling your at
tention to it with the hope that you,
too, will write in suggestions to The
Twig or bring before the AA board.
Recently in English sophomores have
been reading the miracle and moral
plays, products of the first English
drama. Originally an outgrowth of the
Catholic Church, the plays were in
corporated by the Guilds, which pre
sented them mainly to advertize their
businesses. The plays, while based on a
religious or moral purpose, contained
human pathos and droll wit, often
bordering on “slapstick.” Every, year
English villagers looked forward to the
“Festival”—the day when the Pageant
Wagon rolled into town. The Guilds
took pride in preparing for their Festi
val days, nailing together the Pageant
Wagon with the main platform repre
senting Earth and dwelling places for
God and the Devil on top of the roof and
beneath the floor, respectively. Every
one attended those plays on the village
green where free entertainment was ac
cepted by a welcome audience.
Now, here is the suggestion. Why
couldn’t we Meredith students dust off
our English literature books and con
sider putting on a miracle play in
Raleigh? With perseverance and imagi
nation, it shoudn’t be too difficult a
feat. The project, to succeed, would
demand the co-operation of each class.
Almost every individual interest and
talent of Meredith students could be
used. English and art majors together
could map out the publicity. Speech
and dramatic students could practice
the colorful English brogue. Home eco
nomic majors could sew, while business
majors could handle the financial end
of it. And everybody could spare a
Saturday afternoon with a paintbrush
or hammer and work on the Pageant
Wagon.
Then, we could And our own “village
green” in one of Raleigh’s beautiful
parks, turn back the clock to early
Renaissance times, and present our own
“Festival.”
Presenting the Pageant Wagon would
have a two-fold purpose. First, it would
be a different project for Meredith stu
dents—one that would unite the classes,
promote college spirit, and give us a
greater appreciation of our English her
itage. Then, too, we would be adding
our part to Raleigh culture. We attend
so many of Raleigh’s functions. Per
haps this could be our way of acknowl
edging the numerous invitations we
received from Raleigh organizations that
remember to include us in their cultural
events.
At any rate, when spring cornes, a
Pageant Wagon, duplicating the original
one as nearly as possible, could cap
ture the enthusiasm of the Raleigh pub
lic, as well as be beneficial to ourselves.
A miracle play cleverly presented
would not be forgotten by any of us.
Sincerely,
A Student
Now is the time for all poor students
to begin to get the d. t.’s With black
faced exams and complacent professors
to stare you in the face, you have to ,
take one of three alternatives: Lock
yourself in the room and study furious
ly. give it all up as a hopeless cause,
or pretend you’re an “A” student and
try to fool the examiner into thinking
you’re cool, calm, and collected.
The first choice gives you a feeling
of “Well, at least I tried.” The second is
all right except for the fact that you face
the same problem each year at exam
time. The third is a good way to rid
yourself of superfluous quality points.
The best thing to do is go by your dusty,
unused study schedule, and stop writing
letters in class. That way you’ll get on
dean’s list and won’t have to worry as
much hereafter. Of course, you can sit
around and groan and worry about it,
and then you won’t have to worry about
anything except the hereafter.
I know people who have a Student
Rogues Gallery started. The first “ex-
asperado” is captioned thusly:
Listless Lot’s always inquiring
Things prof, has just ceased expiring;
And when she’s not napping,
She’s irrelevantly yapping.
Please tell her that Woolworth is hiring.
There also is smarty-pants Sue
Who raises her hand at a “Boo.”
She expoimds until dawn,
While the rest of us yawn.
If found, please return to the zoo.
By LOUISE EDGE
FIGHT INFANTILE PARALYSIS
Did you know that Polio is getting
worse in about the same proportion that
March of Dimes research is getting bet
ter? While scientists this year were dis
covering that gamma globulin provides
marked protection against paralytic
polio, the disease claimed more than
50,000 victims.
Some of the statistics state that of
every one hundred individuals stricken
with polio, fifty recover completely,
thirty recover with no disabling after
effects, fourteen may be severely para
lyzed, and six may die. But statistics
are not cold when it is remembered that
they reflect human suffering. The help
less child who is snatched from the
company of his playmates and encased
in an iron lung is no less a pitiful little
figure when his number is multiplied
by hundreds. When statistics indicate
that at least 7,000 polio patients were at
some time dependent upon iron lungs
to sustain the breath of life during 1952,
the extent of human needs becomes
evident.
Are you losing quality points for
over-cutting class? If so, maybe you re
in the same boat as students at Smith
College, Massachusetts, where a recent
poll showed that students had three
reasons for cutting class—studying for
exams, dull classes, and (for Saturday
classes) out-of-town weekends. The poll
also showed that sophomores do more
class cutting than other students; 58 per
cent of this class are out at least once
a week. But don’t be too consoled in
finding others are cutting class, too, for
as the Sophian, student newspaper at
Smith, commented, “The reasons or ex
cuses for missing class reveal neither
maturity nor responsibility. The most
frequent excuse, studying, shows, if not
a poor value judgement, at least a lack
of planning. The dull class routine is
even more ridiculous.”
Are you getting call downs for com
ing in late? Then what do you think of
this idea from the Idaho Argonaut of
the University of Idaho: “It seems a
completely ignorant rule to set a time
for college women to be in. Why not
give them a chance to show how mature
they are? It isn’t that co-eds want to
stay out until the wee hours of the
morning. They merely want to be
treated like mature college women.
Many girls have said they wouldn’t
stay out until the last minute if they
knew they didn’t have to be in.” I guess
the co-eds there have more reason to
complain than we do, though, as they
have to be in at 10:30 and are “watched
over like inmates in an institution.”
And then there is dear noddy Nettie
Whose noodle nods yes, ever ready.
With her assenting nods
Yeses measured by rods.
To the prof, her consents are quite
petty.
Also there is gad-about Gail
(Class progress as slow as a snail)
Her mind’s other places
With other peoples faces.
If she graduates, all sing All Hail!
The Sullins Reflector of Sullins Col
lege gives an encouraging little thought
in an article that says that a noted
bacteriologist has reported that kissing
is a harmless pastime. The bacteri
ologist, who made a study of the germs
of the human lips, says that almost all
the germs transferred by a kiss are the
type that do not cause sickness, and
"that kissing is perfectly harmless, “ir
respective of the frequency or how long
the contact lasts.”
There are others in the “Rogues Gal
lery,” but I’ll save them for another
time when my column is too short.
I discovered an amazing thing the
other day. A guy named Webster has
collected a lot of words together and
gives meanings and a lot of other stuff
about them. But I became really in
terested in a section in the back that
tells the meanings of names. Here are
a few:
Through the March of dimes, the des
perate needs of the nation’s polio vic
tims were met with an efficiency that
blunted the striking force of the epi
demic. If there was more polio, there
was also more help. The astronomical
numbers that told the story of polio’s
heaviest attack told, at the same tiine,
a tale of man’s greatest effort to assist
the stricken.
Never before did so many polio pa
tients receive assistance from the March
of Dimes in a single year. Polio made
history in 1952. But so did the Na
tional Foundation for Infantile Paraly-
MARCH OF DIMES
sis.
The Twig is only one means of in
creasing your awareness of the value of
this campaign being conducted January
2-31. But through it we hope to gain
your help in the winning of this wp
against the only epidemic disease still
on the increase in America. May we
count on your support?
y J. JLi.
When you get completely buried in
books, cramming for exams, here’s a
little item that might brighten things
up for you. Psychologists at George
town University say it may be possible
in the future for students to study in
sleep! All you’ll need is a dormiphone
—a record player with an automatic
repeating mechanism which has a built-
in loudspeaker, an under-pillow speak
er, and an earpiece. The idea is that
while you sleep the dormiphone repeats
your lessons to you through the night,
grinding it into your subconscious.
Maybe they’ll have this thing perfected
before the next exams, girls!
Ann—grace
Frances—free
Carolyn—stony, virtuous
Lucy—light
Louise—famous
Mary—bittersweet
Virginia—pure
Elizabeth—consecrated to God
Penelope—a weaver (sure enough.
The Odyssey)
Did you know ... If you had started
on January 1 in the year 1236 and spent
ONE MILLION DOLLARS EVERY
DAY of every year since that time, it
would still take you until May 8, 1953,
to spend as much money as the U. S.
Government has collected in taxes since
World War II ended.
Then I browsed around in the book
and discovered I’d been saying horrible
things about people. I’d been saying
what a cute boy I had dated, and ran
across the word cute in the dictionaly—
and lo and behold, it’s derived from
acute, a word I usually associate with
angles and appendicitis, and it means
“dainty!” Don’t anyone tell me I’m nice
anymore, because nice means “demand
ing close discrimination.” I was un
wittingly accurate in saying a test I
had was awful. It was indeed “awe-in
spiring”—I was dumbfounded!
Maroon and Gold—Elon College
There is quite a rattle-brained Miss,
WIo said, “Enough of all this.”
Wi';h a fountain pen punk
And a column of junk.
To Doris she said, “Here, try this.”