Montreat-Anderson College Student Newspaper
Montreat, N.C. 28757
Phone: 669-8425
Joe Compton, Editor
Ruth Akerman, Copy editor
Judy Milliner, Features
Robert Heeth, Managing Editor
Linda Field
“Moose” Wall
Sam Feldman
David Field
Paul Williams
Virginia Meldahl, Artwork
Linda Leach, Advertising
Maiy Vilas, Photography
Published every other Friday except holidays and
examination periods.
Ad rate: 75 cents per column inch.
Staley lecturer gets
a favorable review
Editorials
Skateboard Craze
By JOE COMPTON
The skateboarder takes his
stance - is ready to fly.
Weaving down the hill, he
glides with easy grace,
dodging all intrusive ob
structions which pop up in
front of his domain with a
single flick of his foot. And
suddenly, he comes to a halt -
simple; or is it?
Skateboarding has run
rampant over Montreat with
the coming of Spring. To in
nocent bystanders it seems
simple, yet fascinatingly
dangerous. The dangerous
part of it is true, but I would
hesitate to say that it’s a
simple joyride. The most
ridden stretch of asphalt is
that in front of the library. On
Saturday afternoons, you can
hardly keep from being run
over by speeding bodies.
If you often wonder what
happens when a skateboarder
hits a rock or a bump while
going at impossible speeds,
there are several options. One,
suggests Paul Williams, is
prayer-in-midair. Another
inevitable choice (which is
really not a choice at al) is
that which Rich Gray saw one
day near Howerton: “I was
walking to Howerton when out
of nowhere comes this
skateboarder going 90 MPH
down the hill. I saw him hit a
bump - and I wasn’t really
paying attention to him - until
I looked back and saw this
body, or whatever, rolling
over and over down the hill
like a big rock. When he
stopped, the guy just got up,
brushed himself off, and
walked the rest of the way to
the S.U. It was as if he had
come back to life or
something, because I really
thought he hadn’t any chan
ce.
The really dedicated
skateboarders on campus take
their hobby very seriously.
Some, it appears, live, eat,
and sleep with their precious
skateboards. Skateboarding in
the cafeteria during lunch and
dinner seems to have caught
on with several students.
If you desire to take up
skateboarding, first of all get
a good skateboard with
smooth wheels and begin
riding small hills. Then work
your way up. Long life to all
skateboarders - we hope.
You Make A Difference
By MOOSE WALL
A couple of weeks ago, when
we were informed that three
days of the following week
were to be entwined with
required lectures, my heart
sank to my stomach. I said to
myself, “If it’s anything like
that boring Bicentennial in
terim week. I’m going to
throwup.” Well, the days
passed, and Monday seemed
to roll around faster than
usual. I made my long trudge
from the Science Building to
Gaither (it’s always longer on
Mondays) and up those
monotonous gray stairs into
the lobby of the building.
There, standing in the door
way of the chapel were the
people with the tickets. You
know what I mean, those little
slips of paper that we all
mechanically sign every
Monday and Wednesday so
that our attendance is of
ficiated. I walked up to them,
and took my ticket, but in
stead of walking on into that
doorway, I made a U-turn and
headed halfway across the
lobby, then took a left, and up
the stairs to my favorite
chapel hideout - the balcony.
I had made up my mind that
I was going to be bored before
I walked into that building,
and had every intention of
writing a letter home in the
midst of my boredom.
Soon after I sat down, a
couple of people walked onto
the stage. Two of them 1 knew,
and one of them 1 didn’t;
logically this one had to be the
speaker. My first impression
was, “Wow, look at that jerk,
he's bald.” People, you must
understand, 1 have a strong
fetish against bald people. 1
have dreams of waking up and
being bald, or monsters
jumping out of trees with
scissors and chopping away
my naturally curly locks.
Anyway, at this point I
picked up my pen and started
my letter home. The morning
hymn droned off in my mind
as I kept writing. Just as I was
in the middle of “and things
are doing just fine”, a sound, a
loud sound bellowed into my
face, causing my pen to
scratch acro.ss my page, and
the letter was ruined. In
furiated, I looked up to .see
who might have bumped into
the microphone, but alas it
was that bald headed man,
and he was speaking with a
voice that resonated so
violently he would have made
a megaphone jealous. Well, I
put my pen down, and closed
my notebook, and moment by
moment this man captured
my attention so successfully,
that I couldn’t turn my head
away.
This man of course could be
none other than the Rev.
Stephen W. Brown. He may
not have had hair, but he
surely could speak! Rev.
Brown was the guest lecturer
for our 1976 Staley
Distinguished Christian
Scholar Lecture Program. He
was a mountain boy himself at
one time, being born and
raised in Asheville, N.C.
Rumor has it that his wife is a
product of the original Sadie
Hawkins Day Race. In other
words she tackled him before
the others did. Maybe he had
hair back then?
Before he became a pastor
he was a disc-jockey and a
newsman with three different
radio stations. This is per
fectly obvious- by that
Hollywood voice he contains.
Since that time he pastored
a couple of churches and then
became a lecturer. He told us
this morning that he was a
talker when he he was a
preacher, so he decided to
become a teacher. Since that
decision, he has spent much of
his time lecturing and
teaching at various con
ferences, and Evangelistic
missions throughout the
United States. Not only is Rev.
Brown a lecturer, but he is
also a writer, having produced
two books. Where the Action
Is, and So Now You Are a
Christian.
A man of many talents, and
a superb speaker, I would like
to end saying that Rev. Steve
Brown is the most dynamic
speaker I have ever heard in
my life.
By TOM FOHNER
At Montreat, we believe that
God is an active, vibrant
Person who cares for the
world He created. We also
profess His lordship over our
lives as individuals that He is
intimately concerned about
every soul He has fashioned.
Therefore, we rejoice that God
has a reason for every person
He formed. Psalms 139:14
tells us that each one of us is
“fearfully and wonderfully
made,” and for this reason we
are thankful for ourselves and
for each other. But what does
this statement truly say?
First, this portion of
scripture emphasizes our
uniqueness as persons. God
gave to every being special
characteristics that provide
him with an individuality that
enables him to say “I am
somebody.” When we
proclaim, “I am somebody,”
we’re really asking for love.
We want people to
acknowledge our feelings,
emotions, desires,
aspirations, needs, and
everything else God make us
to be. We desire recognition
which is love. “I am
somebody.” Deep down, every
being has a desire to be known
by another. “I am somebody”
means “please understand
me. Love me.”
This leads us to a second
thought regarding Psalms
139:14. Because we are
“fearfully and wonderfully
made,” we need each other.
Being alone never proved
anything save that a person
can become very lonely. We
are individuals with singular
personalities, and those
personalities need to be ex
pressed and appreciated;
otherwise we fill up like a lake
that has no outlet. The Dead
Sea is so named because it has
no outlet. It continually
collects deposits. One day it
will be filled until the sea will
be nothing but dry barreness -
a desert, a dead sea. When a
person is refused recognition,
appreciation, and love, he
feels dead, useless and un
needed which is contrary to
that God meant him originally
to be - a unique individual,
special to God.
I have but one desire before
I leave Montreat and that is to
see God’s family unite under
His name in a love that praises
Him for who He is and a love
that accepts the individuality
of each other. Recently, I
visited Covenant College and
remarked to a student that a
mist of apathy seemed to
pervade the atmosphere. He
commented that apathy is
what you make of it. What he
really said was that apathy
evolves from unthankfulness.
Apathy sets in a college
campus when people no longer
care. They forget their
brother and sister in the rush
of daily living and cut
themselves off from the very
thing they need - fellowship.
Fellowship allows us to ex
press ourselves to our
brothers and sisters and to
receive love in return. I have
talked to so many people that
have refused themselves
fellowship for various reasons
from schoolwork and sleep to
downright pessimism! This
degrades the soul and
shouldn’t be.
As SCA president, my job is
to provide functions for
fellowship in order that we
may praise, worship, pray,
and build together. We are to
build one another up in the
faith to become the people He
originally planned for us to be.
Literally, His gift to us is
ourselves, and what we make
of ourselves is our gift to Him.
Let’s make a committment to
one another to meet regularly.
We all have needs, desires,
aspirations and dreams that
need to be recognized, shared,
and appreciated. We all have
our own special person that
requires attention because we
are all “fearfully and won
derfully made.”
So, lift the apathy from your
hearts that so easily besets
you. You are somebody; you
make a difference! Come
together at the fellowships
every weekend to share
yourself, for you have desires
to be understood, and they
need to be fulfilled. Besides,
God would be very unhappy if
we showed up without you, for
He made you too.
A.P. Revisited
ByR.B. WILKINS
Oh please, please can’t you
see
I don’t want to be on A.P
“Well, well, well,” a student
said to me. “R.B. on A.P.”
“Yes I am,” I said. The
student very suprised asked
why. I blamed it on the
telethon. “Curse you. Red
Telephone! ”
On a Thursday afternoon I
found out the bad news that I
had picked up three un-
satisfactories and con
sequently was placed on
academic probation. My
mother’s response was, “You
better graduate,” which I plan
to do.
A.P. is not all that bad. You
get your car taken away which
doesn’t hurt me because I
don’t have one. You can’t cut
any classes, which I try not to
do, except for when I over
sleep, You have to be in the
dorm or library between 7:00
and 9:00. That is the blessing -
I wanted an excuse to go to the
library and study, and now I
have it.
Please, I’m not making fun
of A.P. -1 never did. I think it
is an experience I will never
forget. But we do need help
more than pity, heavy punish
ment, or embarrassment.
This next couple of lines are
dedicated to those A.P.
students who were put on it at
Midterm:
“We might be losing at
halftime but we will win the
ball game.”
Well, back to the books and
remember this - I’ll graduate
or I’ll have to eat some more
crow.
“Wheel of fortune, wheel of
fate, help us, (me) to
graduate.”
April 4
April 12
Tom Stierwalt Concert, 2:30 p.m.
Special Convocation - “Our Hope of Glory,” by the Trinity
Presbyterian Church of Columbia, S.C.
Student
April 6
Davis Dorm second annual Country Jamboree and Bar-
April 15
Teacher Appreciation Day Sponsored by SGA.
beque.
April 16-18
April 9
Easter Weekend.
Calendar
Coffeehouse hosts “Freely His” movie
April 9
April 19
Spring election campaign speeches. Elections on same day.
Coffeehouse hosts “Freely His.”
April 21-23
Movie in Gaither: “Brother Sun, Sister Moon.”
Production of “Bad Seed” by the Greybeard Players.
April 10
Norma Zimmer Concert, 8:00 p.m. in Anderson Auditorium.
Spring Dance; music by “City Council.”
April 29
Olympic Day sponsored by recreation classes.
Awards' Banquet.