HIGH LIFE
Friday, November 5,1926
HIGH LIFE
Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of
The Greensboko High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded by the Class of ’21
Charter
Member
March
1925
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Entered as Second-Class Matter at the
Post Office, Greensboro, N. C.
Kditor-in-CMef Betty Brown
Brsinefis Manager . . . Dick Burroughs
Asst. Bus. Mp-. and Circulation Mgr.
Ed Davant
Associate Editors
Beverly Moore Louis Brooks
Henry Biggs Carlton IVilder
Sport Editors
Paul IVimbish Finley Atkisson
Clyde Norconi Margaret Britton
Alumni Editor .... Frances IVilliams
Exchange Editor . . Mary Lynn Carlson
Cartoonist Ed Turner
Humor Editor Graham Todd
Typists
Baxter Bason Glenn Hackney
Reporters
John M. Brown Nell Thurman
Nancy Clements Helen Shuford
Marj^ E. King Jack Kleemeier
J. D. McNairy James Clements
Helen Miles Clyde Conrad
Eacultg Advisors
Mrs. Mary S. Ashford
Miss Edith Hammond
Miss Mary Harreli,
COPIED CLIPPINGS
Genius has been defined as the infi
nite capacity for taking pains.—The
Argus, Crosby High School, IrVaterbury,
Conn.
No one is more lonesome at times,
nor makes fewer friends, than the snob.
—Exchange.
TIDBITS
Why hasn’t the subject of the new
high school site been discussed more
than it has? Is it a secret or some
thing like that? IVould it be a more
ideal location in MTiite Oak or Guil
ford College? It seems, however, that
the situation is not the fact to be con
sidered, but that the distance from cer
tain dwellings of importance.
Some girls are learning something
besides mere facts—the day nurseiy is
giving them experience that may prove
valuable some day.
’Well, Hallowe’en has passed and
there’s not much damage done. It’s
the same thing every year and yet it’s
always new.
High School Students may well take
notice of the increase in attendance
at the night school. These people work
all day and are still willing to study
at night.
The new “Y” is fast nearing its com
pletion and the boys are anxiously
awaiting the time when they can avail
themselves of the splendid opportunities
it has to offer.
We’re just waiting for someone to
tell us we can’t eat the fast ripening
persimmons on the adjoining lot.
A Promising Career
All artist is doubtless the recipient
of more aclaiin than any other type
of creative worker. This is due
in great measure to the scarc'ity of
artists. Out of an average group of a
hundred people those who can draw
with any fidelity to life at all may be
numbered on the fingers of one hand.
The rarity of artistic talents makes
them very desirable to the mass who
can only admire and vainly long for
the magic power to turn lines into
potent forms of life.
So it is indeed a matter of note that
we should find in this high school com
munity of ours one so outstanding in
his field as Edmund Turner. He has
not only achieved power, very difficult
in its mastery, of securing fidelity to
life; but he has learned to perceive
the emotional subtleties in faces, scenes,
situations, and express them in his
art. His sense of comedy is very good,
indeed, but he has also learned to
translate the more delicate, more elus
ive shades of its sister, pathos. All
his work with its bold, sure strokes,
its vivid portrayal of motion, activity,
life, catches the admiration of the
observer.
During the several years he has at
tended this school, “Ed” has served
its artistic needs faithfully ; the amount
of his output is astonishing. He has
drawn for both publications, for dra
matics,—^^n fact, everywhere there is a
need for such work. All who have
seen his productions proclaim them re-
markahle. Greensboro High owes a
great deal of thanks to Edmund Tur
ner ; in fact, such a great deal that it
could never hope to approximate their
expression. This issue of High Life
represents merely an humble attempt
in that direction.
If one should glance out of the pub
lication room window and see all the
skeeters arrayed in the driveway, he
might think this is 1900 instead of
1926.
According to Shakespeare, there’s
“something rotten in Denmark,” but
according to Dr. Knight, it isn’t the
schools.
Hastily Hebe
’Well, Here I am again—Talking as
much as ever. Nevertheless, a greater
part of my time is spent in listening.
I heard a group talking the other day,
ap])arently discussing an open opinion
article that appeared in High Life last
issue. You recall it dealt with de
ducting from the grades on account of
])oor conduct. Some of the teachers
agreed with the author and some of
them didn’t; most of them fell in the
former class.
Ed Turner is as week-kneed as any
body in G. H. S. I don't mean he’s
easily frightened or anything so rash
as that, but he does have a time with
his pins sometimes. To see him strug
gling around those halls would give
one nervous prostration.
Do you remember the party the Hi-1^
boys were planning to have? lYell, a
group had gathered in front of the
fountain the other day, I suppose, to
discuss their various selections. One
prominent lad named the girl he had
asked, adding that she had every boy
at high school crazy about her.
Another more brilliant member spoke
up, “I’d rather take a girl nobody's
craz.v about than to take one every
body’s running after!”
The little chart in Miss Grogan’s
room gave the hour of destiny to some
members of the senior class. It told
at what time they were to have their
pictures taken. Some had it over last
week and some had to wait even until
tVednesday and Friday, but their time
came—just the same.
Long hair is becoming an everyday
affair now. G. H. S. is beginning to
run over with girls who have let their
hair grow out. The style must be
changing, for %ve know it isn’t for con
venience's sake that they let it grow
out.
Desert
While the main purpose for which
we attend school is to acquire knowl
edge of the things we are taught in our
daily routine of classes in Latin, Math,
English, and such, our education would
fall far short of its aim if we got noth
ing from it but the so-called “book
learning.” It is true that in our school
work we are building our foundation
for future study and for life, but if we
concentrate merely on one thing-—that
of learning simply facts—the ultimate
aim of education is defeated, for we
become narrow in our life and in our
viewpoint. If we are to accomplish
our purpose, that is, if we are to be
come broad-minded and live broadly
deeply, we must be able to see further
than the mere facts, we must go deeper
than the surface, we must branch out
and supplement our work with some
thing else. It is through outside activi
ties that we are thus able to branch
out from our foundation work and to
test our ability in other fields. We
see life from other angles.
The high school of today offers al
most as varied a program of extra cur
ricula work as the colleges. In fact,
every type of student finds some out
side activity in which he is interested.
In these fields of endeavor we find
the thing which rounds out our lives.
AVe find a real joy in this work, for we
like it. Perhaps it is here that we
first discover our real ability and thus
choose our life work. AYe learn
through the freedom it offers; we grow
from the work we accomplish; we en
joy the companionship of our com
rades ; and we develop our power; here
is the true medium of individual ex
pression.
I surely did want to go to the play
Thursday night. And now that I’ve
heard so many favorable coinments on
them I’m all the more sorry to have
missed them.
“Ernest Scarboro was the funniest
thing and his mustache—good gracious
—he surel.y did have a time with it.”
“AA'asn’t Page Howard grand
though ?”
And so they ran on and on, and soon
all was silent until another group of
enthusiastic admirers passed my way
again.
Sometimes I wish I was a mail man
instead of a statue. In fact, sometimes
wonder what good I do anyway. If 1
wasn’t in the hall at G. H. S. there’d
be somebody else just as good and
probably better. But I am here and
you must make the best of it.
As I started to say—I wish I was a
mail man. AA'hen Air. Smalley enters
our front door each day, the one who
greets him always has a smile. He
always gets a cordial welcome wher
ever and whenever he goes. Some
argue that this is not the case around
the first of the month, but you can’t
tell me! Everybody is glad to get even
a bill ’cause you don’t know until .you
read it what the grand total is—love
letters are the same as bills—^the end
is always exciting—
►See you all of a sudden.
Hastily,
HEBE.
LOOKING FORAVARD
Aly Dear Boys and Girls^—and especial-
l.v the Editors of High Life :
►Silently, but most interestedly, I have
been watching your endeavors and your
results this fall from the i)ost of an
outsider. Two months of splendid
work have slipped by, and I cannot
wait longer to congratulate the editors
and the school on their excellent re
sults. High Life is again writing into
this, the seventh chapter of its faithful
life of service, a standard of journal
ism, a code of fairness, and a creed of
idealism that make us, who no longer
have the happy privilege and deep sat
isfaction of working on it and for it.
proud of it.
It was dreadfully hard to give up
my work at G. H. S. and it was only
because I felt that I could serve the
boys and girls better in my new job,
that I consented to resign. I belong
to you yet, and nothing delights me
more than seeing the boys and girls
who drop by my office after school. I
welcome all of you, for always I am
devoted to you, and G. H. S. and to all
the fine things for which you stand.
Faithfully and sincerely yours al-
wa.vs,
INABEI.LE Graves Coleman.
In training the .voung minds
shouldn't it be the aim of our educa
tors to train them for life yet to come?
’riien teach him mechanics, teach him
journalism, or teach him engineering,
instead of Latin math., or the theories
of Plato and Socrates, if you would in
sure the future prosperity of North
Carolina.
For a bigger, better and more ade
quate educational system.
James Clements.
Dear Editor:
AA"e have all seen this deformed man
who sells chewing-gum on our school-
grounds. He has our greatest sympa
thy, and especially when some unthink-
ing boys try to make sport of him. I
think some means should be provided
him for better eniplo.vment, and I won
der if the City AA^elfare Board could
not look into this matter.
AI. Britton.
AA’e, the football squad of Greensboro
High School, take this opportunity to
call your attention to the fact that we
are dressing in a building with abso
lutely no heat.
Alost of the boys are suffering now
with colds and therefore cannot put
forth their bes.t efforts on the football
field or in school.
AA"e trust that within the next week
an adequate dressing room will be pro
vided.
HALLOWE’EN
Amid the tints of yellow, brown, and
gold of late October autumn, the ripen
ing pumpkins, and the foddered corn,
in the glow of the clear faced moon,
the spirit of Flallowe’en slips mystic
ally into the soul of youth. The veil
of fantastic folklore shrouds the even
ing tide on Hallowe’en: black cats
walk bow-backed upon the fences;
hooded figures join in ghost-like dances
upon the public roads. And sparkling
in the ominous blackness of All Hal
low’s Eve laughter rolls smoothly on
the crisp night air. It’s a unique sea
son, filled with joys and thrills, just
for one day.
Dear Editor:
North Carolina has every reason to
congratulate herself on her progress
of the past fifty years. Education
alone has failed to make strides for
ward.
The school facilities up to date are
far superior to those of yesteryears. In
fact, to such an extent that it would
be almost impossible to make such a
a comparison. And yet, it is unde
niably true that as much progress as
would seem possible has not been made.
Nor will progress be made until
North Carolina’s mode of education
undergoes a decided change. Pet theo
ries of transmitting culture to the
b”ains of our youth have been prac
ticed by various educators for count
less years, but with all the same end is
eac'hed. Today the same subjects
as those taught by the schoolmasters
' f half a century ago are being tauglit
in our public schools.
Dear Editor:
As a mendier of the student comic
I wish to tell you of the council's ide
of Big Brothers and Sisters. Thei
are some things the council does iic
allow outside its doors, but I believ
every student of Greensboro Hig
should know what we mean by “bi
brothers and sisters.”
The council is yours, and it is in (
H. S. to help you. AA’'e are not office)
walking around watching and tryiii
to cat(‘h you in something that yo
shouldn’t do. AA"e are watching for a
opportunity to help you and bring yo
clos'er to us. The idea of big brothei
and sisters was originated by our pres
dent, and I am sure that is enough 1
pio^e to you that we are your frienc
ind not .vour enemies. Bill Petree.
Dear Editor:
Ithink there is something
high school except lessons.
or girl who studies all the ti:
not get as much out of his s
the one who participates for
activities.
Everyone comes to high s(
learn, of (‘ourse, but does tin
only “book learning”? Outside a
teach you to play fair, to cc
and to follow. They may dev
ents that will be of great valu
after school—talents which c
be developed by joining whole-h
in other things besides classroo
Furthermore, I believe I I
backing of the educational le;
tlie state in regard to this, idea
It is said that the present trem
cation is toward less classroo
and more outside activities.
Katherine N(