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Page Two HIGH LIFE March 29, 1929 HIGH LIFE Published Bi-Weekly by the Students of the Greensboro High School Greensboro, N. 0. Founded by the Class of ’21 Charter Member March 1925 Entered as Second-Class Matter at the Post Office, Greensboro, N. C. STAFF Managing Editor Olivia Branch Editor Grace Hobbs Business Manager John Gunter Special Editors Assignment Evelyn Garrett Exchange Editor Angela Patterson Sports Editor Mack Heath Alumni Editor Sarah Scott Moore Art Editor David Morrah Assistant Editors Mack Heath Frances Kernodle Lillie Mae Tritt Mary E. Cunningham Mary Butler Frances Grantham Ruby Blalock Ballad May Reporters Mamie L. Parsons William Sullivan Katherine Davis Kathleen Wrenn Wyatt McNairy Margaret Jones Katherine Byers Faculty Advisers Miss Marjorie Craig Miss Virginia Farinholt Miss Mary Harrell Mrs. Alma G. Coltrane Ambition The gates of ambition are thrown open. The fires of youth are burning; opportunity lies before us. Why should any one let the chance to be known and loved and sought slip from his fingers ? Why not grasp it now? Remember, the only dishonor of honorable work is the failure to build high standards and to aim for a worthy goal. Though the road to success sometimes be dusty and dark, seize every opportunity—be ambitious. Let well-doing and well-being be that ambition. We not only owe ourselves but our country the best. It is the duty of all American citizens to be worthy, honorable in all things, capable and trustworthy, afraid of nothing but evil, anxious for only good. Thus, with ambition realized, hopes strengthened, ideals uplifted, we will serve our country, honor God, and build a foundation of love and companionship by a way which no cloud can darken. “Were You Raised in a Barn?” If you should ask each pupil in Greensboro High School if he were “raised in a barn,’' he would respond that he was not, but, judging from the walls of the washrooms, one would think that some of them really were “raised in a barn.” There are always a few who must express their ability of writing poetry, and sign-painting, but it would look much nicer in our young poets if they would write on paper instead of the walls. If there is a shortage of paper among the poets, if they would call at Mr. Phillips’ office, he would supply them with paper on which they could write their poems. Are there any such writings on the walls of any of the pupils’ washrooms at home. Certainly not! Then why should they write on the walls at school ? It cannot be that they do not know any better, because there is not a high school pupil who does not know that it is very common to write or draw on the walls of washrooms, whether in his home or not. It may be well to suggest to the people who contribute the poetry and pictures on the walls that it does not appeal to the majority of the Greensboro High School pupils, and that we would appreciate it very much if that sort of thing would be discontinued from now on. If you are ever tempted to write on the walls, just ask yourself, “Was I raised in a barn?” Bill Jones Bill Jones, brimful of knowledge and experience, has been our old standby since September, 1928, when he was first introduced to G. H. S. by Mr. C. W. Phillips. His presence in the school has been helpful, both to the individual and to the school, even though he isn’t real, but merely a framed, pasteboard philosopher. Bill says that “ideas are the fruits of imagination.” He tells his friends to develop and then put the ideas to work, for “Life’s too short for groping,” and “All doors everywhere are wide open for the booster.” Doers get somewhere; drifters just drift, for “Dreams with out action produce no results.” “It takes courage to stick. The prize winner sticks til Ithe finish.” “The tougher the job, the bigger the credit for the one who puts it over.” With your success, prove your sportsmanship. “There is no substitute for politeness. Courtesy brings friends, advantages, and opportunities.” That’s what he thinks about ambition. He believes that with your heart set for your goal, you should “Build for the future, make every day count.” Soph Scribbles TODAY Today this life is not my own To do just as I may; But it is given as a loan, And I cannot repay. I shall not mar its loveliness By deeds or words unkind; But deeds of help and happiness I must go to seek and find. I must use every precious hour With lightened heart and mind, And not lose time as the minutes tower, But live and be I’efined. So when the good day passes Into Eternity, My life will be as fair as dawn. As it was when loaned to me. COLOR Color— Tiny wisps of light Dancing in and out— Brightening the life of the outcast, Bringing cheer to the sick, Always present and helping— Concentrated cheer! SHARKS Sharks— Terrible, relentless, Darting, dashing, diving, Swiftly strewing sorrow, Terror of the ocean, pirates of the deep. AMBITION What We Think DESTINY T oday may hold a lot 0’ sorrow, or maybe joy! D ally some one meets the “A ce o’ Spades,” or maybe “King o’ Hearts.” Y our turn may be today—you never know. T ell me—can’t some one tell me Of what tomorrow holds? M y plans may all be shattered O n the Rocks of Destiny—tomorrow. R ound the corner I may meet success ; R ound the bend death may be lurking. Oh, what will tomorrow reveal—or—| ill tomorrow ever come? THE OLD SOUTH Where the sun is a little brighter, .And the clouds are a little bluer; Where the rain is a little heavier, And the friends are a little truer— The Old South! AMBITION My ambition is to be a poet. Although from this you wouldn’t know it. If I am, I should be able to make up a rhyme When asked to do it any time. Once I made a little poem. And just as I was going To hand it to my teacher I decided to write a feature. Somehow my poems always bore; At least the listeners sometimes snore. Y'et if I do become a poet, I will certainly let you know it. Dear Editor: I think that something should be said in regard to the chapel programs which have recently been given. The chapel program committee showed ex cellent judgment in its choice of speakers for the vocational talks. I think that the majority of those who heard these talks agreed that they were interesting and instructive, and that each speaker was carefully selected as a good representative of his or her work. They explained very clearly their work and the preparation neces sary for it. These talks were of great value to many of us. A Student. SOPH JOY It’s a heap o’ joy the sophomore gets, (’Tis plain to those that know him) A-beatin’ on the freshies Who cower down below him. He turns a wicked eye on them. And laughs to see ’em running. No class day for the sopbie— Yet he keeps the school a-humming. He flutters past the lip-sticked girl. Till positive she adores. We ain’t bragging, we’re just telling, ’Cause we’re the sophomores. A RECIPE FOR HAPPINESS (We writ down the recipe in case j’ou’d like to try your luck.) Ingredients: A bottle of integrity; a pinch of tidines; (no glory needed) ; use pep(per) ; new friends. Directions: Mix tidiness and pep carefully with integrity until industry results. Warm over affection. Season with cheerfulness. Add friends. Dear Editor: Speaking of ambition, I think that some of the students of G. II. S., in fact, many of them, are too ambitious in having their names in public places. The appearance of our high school walls could be improved more than a little if the pupils would co-operate in keeping the school walls free of pencil and lipstick markings. If we shoud reverse our ambition, and keep our names off the walls, we would be much better off, and our am bitions would result in good, worthy undertakings. A Student. Dear Editor: Mr. Shepard, the dean of boys, is doing splendid work with the track team this year. This is Mr. Shepard's first season as a coach at G. II. S., but he has proved himself a worthy coach. There are many boys out for the team, but Mr. Shepard is urging more boys to come out. A Student.— What to Do “Good manners are made of petty sacrifices.” 1. Never reach across another per son’s plate in order to reach something. Ask courteously to be passed what you want. 2. Introduce a boy to a girl, a man to a woman, a younger person to an older person. 3. When an older person who is standing begins to talk to yoii, rise at once. '4. Before leaving a party express your appreciation to the hostess for pleasant entertainment. 5. A boy should follow a girl in get ting into an automobile or taxi, and precede her when alighting. G. Candy, books, and flowers are al ways in good taste as gifts for a girl. Costlier gifts are barred. 7. In asking a girl for a dance, bow slightly and ask courteously if you may have the next dance. 8. Never tuck your napkin at your chin. Put it on your lap. 9. Chew your food well. It is not good manners to “cram.” Dear Editor: The ambition of G. H. S. should be, I think, to send out boys and girls who are not only learned in the three “R’s” but also in the ways of society, good manners, and courtesy. A teacher said that we are becoming insensitive to indelicate things. We take out our combs and comb our hair in the middle of a class. The boys have to be asked to erase boards for teachers. Boys don’t tip their hats to girls and women. If these conditions were corrected, it would make our standing in the school of courtesy and good manners higher. A Student. Dear Editor: As we have only a few minutes to change classes, I think that it would be better for the pupils in the rooms at the end of the hall in anne.x C six, eight, and nine, to be permitted to go down the stairs at their end of the hall. If they would go down quickly, this would not hinder the upgoing traffic, and every one would be on time for his class. A Student. Dear Editor: The work of the school dramatics for this semester is to be outstanding. The recent presentation of “Two Crooks and a Lady” won first place in the contest in which the Reidsville. Greens boro, and Chapel Hill schools com- l>eted. The annual opera and 1‘urple and Gold Revue are also outstanding events. More studeiits .should attend, these productions and boost our play ers. Let’s co-operate with them, set a- foundation for even better dramatic productions in our school. A Student. SOLILOQUY OF G. H. S. 1930 “There’s nothing left for me Of things that used to be—” Alas I alas! the good old days will soon be gone forever. My old friends are leaving me for a bigger and better school. It makes me feel so sad to think that they leave me just liecause I have grown old and dilapidated. They seem to forget that they themselves have marred my beauty. It was their pencils that left ugly marks on my walls, their knives that cut my desks, and their feet tread upon my grass and prevented its growth. I have been the cause of much of their good times, yet they seem to be ashamed to point me out to other high school boys and girls. Yes, they are looking forward to leaving me with great iileasure—ah! how it hurts this old wooden heart of mine! But let them go and may luck go with them. There are other boys and girls who will be glad to come to me and I extend to them a hearty wel come. Hark! I hear their footsteps in the distance. Good-bye, old friends. Hello, new.
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