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Page Two HIGH LIFE March 24, 1944 HIGH LIFE Published Semi-Monthly by the Students of Greensboro Senior Hi|:h School Greensboro, N. C. Founded by the Class of 1921 Revived by the Spring Journalism Class of 1937 Entered as second-class matter March 30, 1940, at the post office at Greensboro. N. C., under the Act of March 3, 1879. EDITORIAL Editor-in-Chief Irwin Smallwood Associate Editors __ John Sevier, Adger Williams Feature Editor Beverly Bell Assistant Feature Editor Shirley Flowers Sports Editor Irwin Smallwood Assistant Sports Editor Carl Cochrane Make-TJp Editor Ted Williamson Headline Editor Bill Bogart Exchange Editor Sara Long Allison Staff Photographer Ted Wiiliamson Reporters—Amelia Cloninger, Yaney Culton, Jean Freeiand. Jimmie Iledgpeth, Jane Holt, .Jimmie Rawlins, Sally Waddell, Ethel Wil liams. BUSINESS Business Manager Dovie MeSwain Advertising Manager Ted Williamson Circulation Managers Shirley Flowers, Jimmie Rawlins Typists—Yivian Baker, Betty Ann Caudle, Amelia Cloninger, Jean Coble, Marion Ellis, Jimmie Iledgpeth, Anne Keyes, Sally Waddell, Jean Morgan Adviser Miss Louise C. Smith Financial Adviser Miss Frances Sowell ■ (Mcmberlf^ Est, I92l) 2S'>ISS0C\f‘^ Orchids! At tlie recent concert of tlie Cleveland Sym phony orchestra in Ayeock auditorium, the con duct of the large number of Senior high students who attended was highly commendable. Kecently, tliis paper has called attention to the untavorable conduct of students at various times, but High Life is as eager to offer praise as it is to criticize. The assistant director of the orchestra was high ly pleased with both the courtesy and enthusiasm of the local audience, which he said was one of the most appreciative the orchestra has ever played for. Good conduct, as was demonstrated at the con cert, obviously reflects much credit on this school. April First, Day of All Fools, Is Time for Fiery Revenge April, the month of flowers and spring .showers is fast approaching—hringing with it the day of merry mayhem and cheerful chaos, April fool. (It’s called “the day of all fools’’ on the calendar and with darn good reason, too f) This is the day on which the only ob,iect in life is to tell huge lies to your friends, feed them poisoned candy and in general make them look like as big a drizzle-brained drip as possible (most of ’em are anyway, so what’s the difference?) April fool, for most folks, is one of the happiest days of the year but once-in-a-while a terrible tragedy occurs. For instance: You arrive af school without a care in the world, humming “Mairze Doats’’ and acting as befits a fool on Fool’s day when suddenly a com rade rushes by yelling, “Your shoe's untied.” You laugh in his face, “Ah, quitcher kiddin” and walk on down the hall. Then it hits you, “Maybe he wasn’t kidding; maybe it is un tied.” Slow fear wells up within you and yon break out all over in cold perspiration. Blindly you stumble down the hall debating whether They Have Not Quit The United States trea-smy department has an nounced that the $14,000,000,000 goal in the Fourth War Loan drive ended the advance on Eome was still in progress. American boys were clinging to a beachhead which they payed for in blood. Thos same boys—those of them who live— have not quit. At the same time on the other side of the globe American prisoners-of-war were being subjected to the “March of Death.” Americans are still in Japanese prison camps. As the war goes on with ever-mounting fury, so inu.st our bond-buying. The bonds that have been bought are exploding bombs and shells but u.sed shells can never be used again. Who Killed Cock Robin? “Who killed Cock Robin?” “Not I said the sparrow ...” and so goes the old theme. Nobody killed Cock Robin but the fact remained that he was cpiite dead. In the case of Senior high, the old lament might well be, “Who killd the Victory Corps,” that highly patriotic bit of business that was going to do so much good, and that everyone Avas so en thusiastic about for a while? About a year ago everyone was enthusiastic over joining some special brancli of this patriotic band; many had already signed up for work in one or more branches. Then, almost overnight, these bright plans—the shining prospects for unselfish student service' faded away. In other schools all over the country the Victory Corps is flourishing—helping out in many ways. Here, at Senior, with the present labor shortage such a project should be particularly useful. High school students have energy to burn. Perhaps if this organization were revived, it would drain off some of the excess eneigy, frequently misspent, and put it to a. better use. Burgess Martin Likes: Ozelle, little time (cliffereut, aint lie!) Di.slikes: Meegie, “Trig,” cold hands, lip stick (on clothes). I.s: A big mess, corny, dopey, slap-happy, sweater-boy. Does: “Own” Bill’s Newstand, shine shoes. Has: Yellow (too small) sweater, chewing gum, famous brother. Says: (Mostly unprintable!) “Just like that ole mulley duck, I don’t gme .a quack!” Seen Avith : Porkey, Jack, Jack, Jack and Jack. Jean Bradley Is: Blonde, tall, noisy, member of the Philoya club. Likes: Red, Max, food, food and food ( !), to play bridge. Has: Max’s red .sweater, silver wings, huge feet. Does: AVrite to Air Corps, Navy and -Ashe ville, sing, flirt (!). Says: Plentj'—she talks all of the time! Wstens to: “I’ll Be Around” and “Sleepy Lagoon.” Seen with : Laurie, Blanche, Bev. George (Jase) Ralls Likes: Basketball, steak, go to Boar ’n’ not eat. Dislikes: Not eat all the time like ze’beeg. Is: Co-captain of basketball team, leading scorer, ash-blond. Has: Friendship ring, no chick, “G.” Does: Play basketball, shot bull, go a Avhile. Listens to: Dinah Shore, Thom’s bull. Ambition: To be a doctor (any kind). Seen Avith : Nick, Ze’beeg, Ship, Sue RaAv- lins. Sliirle.v Flowers Is: Delta Sigma Phi, brunette, on High Life staff. Likes: food, basketball (team), big floAvers in hair, boys, slacks. Hate's: IVople Avho pop corney jokes and knuckles. Has: bangs, long hair, three high school rings. Wears: pink, vile linger nail polish. Sen'll Avith : Cook, McAdoo, Stanton. Says: A-ooooo. Listems to: “The Music Stopped” and the telephone. Gets: mash notes. to ri.sk letting him get the laugh on you or not until, unable to stand it any longer, you step into a Amcant room and glance down at your 13’s. Naturally your shoe is still tied and you step back into the 'hall, roundly cursing your tormentor and seven generations of his ancestors, and proceed to trip over the other shoe string and fall down three flights of stairs, suffering bruises, lacerations and— ahem, hurt feelings. There are some jpeople who blunder through each April fool’s day in succession; being the goat in hundreds of pranks, ranging from the “age old shoe string” to gentle paddlings Avith a four-by-four. However, if you wush to be one of the smart ones Avho plays the tricks, here is a tip on how to stay safe during this hectic day: One, on April fool morning begin the day by donning a pair of horse blinders (borroAv them from some farmer) and stuff ing cotton in your ears. Then make up your mind firmly to refu.se all offers of food or drink. When you have done all these things lock your door, pull the coA'ers up over your head and stay home—maybe you’ll be safe there. What's in a Name? What’s in a name? From Avhat Ave found, it might be ’most anything—mostly sarcasm, far as the meanings go! Take, f’r instance, Carol (strong) Ballard, or Mary (distressed or tearful) Glendenning. Oh well, it’s a lot of fun anyAA’ay! Clarence (famous) Boren. Pat (of noble birth) Carberry. Harry (eA'er wealthy and brave) Turner. Ray (strongman) Flepler. Bill (defender) Anton. Nancy (gracious) Sewell. Gene (well born) Thomas. Bob (bright in counsel) Baxter. Allan (he Avho is quick) Cornelius. .Toe (he who shall increase) Albright. Ruth (a vision of beauty) Latham. Phil (lover of horses) Allred. Meet... Platter Chatter By “THE MAESTRO” Jack, are your boots laced or haven’t you heard Miller’s latest, ‘Here AVe Go Again?” It features solos by Tex Beneke, tenor sax, Bobby Hackett, trumpet and Maurice Purtill, drums. Fredd,y Slack, ever one to find and introduce neAv songs, comes up with, “Silver AVTngs in the Moonlight,” Avhich is undoubt edly destined for stardom. Margaret Whiting taxes the vocal honors and does much to put this song over. Artie ShaAv’s old record of “-All the Things You Are,” Avuth Helen For rest singing the Avords has been revised and looks like It’s going to be a hit all over again. Speaking of Artie Shaw, he and Dave Tough, the drummer in ShaAv’s fine navy band, have been given medical discharges. ShaAv is at his home in California convalesc ing, but^Tough came East and said his plans Avere indefinite. He said, hoAA'ever, he might rejoin Charlie Spivak with Avhom he formerly played. -A band Avhich has not been given nearly as jnuch publicity as it should is Benny Carter’s fine outfit. Virtually unknoAAui until he ap peared in “As Thousands Cheer,” his platter of “Poinciana” clearly lets him in as a poAver in the musical Avorld. Tommy Dorsey and Artie ShaAv collabo rate on a neAv Victor release, “-All the Things You Are.” The ShaAv version features Helen Forest and also a fop opening by the maes tro's licorice stick. Dorsey takes the spot- li.ght Avith a trombone solo folloAved by a Jack Leonard vocal. “Men From Mars’’ invade Senior High Campus Take to coA-er ! Evacuate all the Avomen and children! Call out the Marines! Sound the general alarm ! The men from Mars are invad ing the earth! AVell, that’s Avhat the girl frantically screamed a feAv Aveeks back Avhen she hap pened to look out of the AvindoAV of her sixth period class. The teacher thought the girl Avas having hysterics. When she asked the raving girl the trouble, she cryed that she had seen a thousand men clad in strange Avhite outfits running up AA'estover Terrace. Of course, no one believed her, and everyone thought the poor lass Avas OA'ercome by the heat. But she stuck to her story about the men from Mars and she SAVore she had seen them. The next day, the same thing happened to a second girl. This girl thought she had seen the men of the Ku Klux Klan. She, like the first girl, Avas declared by doctors and psy chiatrists to be in a state of permanent in sanity. Everyone AA-as still AA'ondering and guessing about the tAvo girls. A AAUK'k or so later, the answer to the strange mystery Avas revealed. It seems that the girls had seen the boys on the track team doing their regular Avorkouts around the school. And so, the strange and baffling case is over, and all is peace and calm again at Senior. P.S. The tAA'o girls are at the State -Asylum for the Insane and no visitors are allowed. TWT TUFF By JIMMY RAWLINS Scene Around: Virginia Davis, Gladys Jones and Margaret Wilkerfson, three former GHSians who can’t seem to find anything better to do than come back over here Ausiting—Avelcome! . . . Bud Whitcomb in a different hat every time the AA'eather changes . . . Folks lying around on the camiAus in a stupor at lunch time and boys blossoming forth with creAV cuts—a sure sign of Spring . . . Don’t knoAV Avhether it’s just me or AAdiat, but it seems like the Avhole Avorld lies doAvn to catch a feAV winks right after lunch. Earlier in the day you can hear the Avind bloAving and kids squawling and Avhat not but along about tAVO-thlrty every thing gets all still and quiet and all you can hear is the chiiTing of the teacher and an occasional bird. Campus Personalities: Ray Hepler, clipper deluxe—Should, in the post Avar depression, Mr. Hepler find himself Avithout means of liA'elihood he could undoubt edly overturn an old beer crate or something for a seat and earn his bread and wine through the barbering profession. He is quite handy with the clippers and shears. Pat Hole, thAvarted celebrity—^Miss Hole’s photograph appeared with others from Greens boro in Life magazine at a dance at Wood- berry Forest. All the rest had clear, well- lighted pictures of themselves while she Avas snapped in a silhouette against the setting sun that you would never recognize if the caption didn’t tell you Avho it was. Cletus, the janitor—The nearest thing I have seen to perpetual motion. He may be seen any hour of the day Avielding l^is broom in the halls or his spike on the grAunds. Al- Avays cheerful, too. Dave SeAvell, custodian of the mails—Mr. SeAvell, Avho left us last ye,ar, still wends his Aveary Avay schooUvard tAvice a day burdened and entrusted Avith Uncle Sam’s mail. Eddie Styers, big little guy—I know not of anyone as infinitesimal as Mr. Styers who is as popular and Avell liked as he is. Glib of tongue and angelic of expression, he man ages to get into and AA'angle his AA'ay out of more trouble than any little boy should have. * I received a letter from Albert Sands the other day. tie’s at Aberdeen ProA’ing Grounds, Md. He .said that he saAV in this column last i.ssue about the various Avays of becoming 4P and alloAvs that he is too far gone for that, but Avould appreciate some information on hoAv to get a discharge. Upon receipt of this missive I immediately consulted our exiAert on such matters, Jimmie Iledgpeth. He pondered for a moment and admitted that that was a pretty tough one—it seems that he has never been confronted Avith the matter of a dis charge. Hedge said that the best he could suggest AA’as that Albert use gun poAvder in stead of sugar in his after breakfast coffee. If his calculations are correct, Jim claims that Albert aauII shoot a tooth at somebody every time he burps, thereby assuring a quick discharge. Of course there is the minor ex pense of neAv false teeth but it ought to be Avorth it. * Jjc * What with Spring, Avarin weather, the pros pect of graduation parties and whatnot in tlie offing, I want to give you a few words of sound advice: Don’t ever sing at a party. You may have a lovely voice but if you have ever read Greek history you will have read the story of Terpander and know not to sing at a party. This Terpander was a Greek poet and mu sician and, according to tradition, invented tlie scolion, or drinking song. Having in vented it, he had to show that he was proud of his invention. He had to go around sing ing drinking songs and to do that he had to get drunk. Consequently Terpander was gen erally plastered and singing scolia. One day in Sparta he crawled out of bed, took a couple of bromos, and staggered around to another drinking party. (Greek civilization was glorious.) .4s soon as Teniander got a few under his tunic he began singing scolia as usual. The book doesn’t tell us the name of the song he was pinging but we do know that somebody at the party didn’t like it. Terpan der was warbling away when this unknown critic picked up a fig and threw it at him. Just at that moment Terpander was reaching for a high note. His mouth was wide open and into it flew the fig, whereupon Terjiander choked to death, everybody applauded, and all hands had another snort. Moral: Don’t ever sing at a party.
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