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Page Two High Life April 9,1 Take your choice By Mary Durland Sapp Now, far be it from us to tell a Reynolds Mgh school student anything good about his school; he doubtlessly has heard it all before and we’d hate to be blamed for his conceit upon that count. However, the fact remains that we were over in Winston the other day and ate lunch in the Reynolds cafeteria— a clean cafeteria that is. We won’t say it was a change, but we did find ourselves whis pering our part of the conversation. On the other hand, we might just as w^ell face it: our cafeteria during the lunch hour before the maids have a chance to get at it is a MESS—which word should take a prize in understatement. Garbage-strewn tables unfit to eat on, food littered around, crusts of sand wiches everyw'here—we seem to have forgot ten those nice little words: Cleanliness is next to godliness. “WE” (meaning us, meaning the students at 6. H. S.) is the proper pro noun, too, because this is a condition which we can blame on no one but OURSELVES. Hardison’s conclusion to his feature on page There might be more truth than not in Don one. Can’t you see the loving families going once a month on visiting day to Dix Hill or Morganton to see people like the boy who leads the applause when someone breaks a dish or bottle—a definite attempt to assert person ality indicating an inferiority complex (quot ed from his medical record, you understand) or the boys who spend their lunch hour mak ing and throwing water-bombs at the girls— grammar grade stuff, too bad they weren’t ; kept there! Girls are not exempt, though; there’s the one, very neat about her person and clothes, who always leaves her half-eaten lunch on the table. (It’s the truth: we’ve seen her do it!) There are a number of solutions, as usual. The traffic squad could take on a few more boys and as,sign certain tables to each; Mr. Routh and Mr. Smith could patrol the dining room; we eoidd not have a lunch-period (per sonally, we consider this to be rather imprac tical, as eating is so habit-forming); or we could all act like ladies and gentlemen, as w^e do at home or at a restaurant. Take your choice! The Purpose of High Life Is To et and preserve the history G ' of our school. H S old individuals together under high standards. eparate the worthwhile from the worthless and promote the highest interest of students, teachers, and school. HIGH LIFE Pi^lished Semi-Monthly by the Stiid«it« of Greensboro Senior High School Gremsboro, N. C. Founded by the aass of 1921 Revived by the Spring Journalism Class of 3937 Entered as second-class matter March 30, 1940, at the post- office at Greensboro, N. C., under the Act of March 3, 1879. ■Editor-in^Chief David Buckner Associate Editor Frances Newton Feature Editor Betty Jean Pope Sports Editors George Seay, Herbert Jones Oirls Sports Editor Gail Schaffert t^ews Editors — David Breedon, Don Hardison Exchange Editor Joan Klein Social Editor Jennie Lee Moser Photographer Lowell Dry^er Art Editor Bill Hooke Reporters—'Mary Durland Sapp, Barbara Wil- son, Bradley Faircloth, Delores Hadawav, Barbara Dunivant, Paul Patton, Alice Hardin. Business Manager Don Prago Adviser Mrs. B. John Holland Financial Adviser A. P. Routh APRIB 9, 3048 CbABlts HodoimI See yourself here? Strictly Ad Lib By CARL BAXTER My regrets for an error in the last issue. The name of the classical work reviewed was The lnerelible Flutist. I recently heard a very fine concert by the Detroit Symphony. They played to a small audience an inspiring program. Unity in entrances, technical ability, tone qiiality, and brilliant interpretation made the concert symbolic of the best in good music. Too Much Monroe There comes a time when one closely associated with music feels an overw'hel- ming desire to heartily criticize someone in the upper brackets of the music business who has less talent and ability than a person in that position should have. This applies principally to some of our dance hand leaders. Take, for instance, Francis Craig. Craig became a national figure be cause of his recording of Near You. Near Y'ou is, as far as I’m concerned, a terrible tune with an arrangement that is worse than that. I don’t think Craig has any thing to offer us if we are trying to go forward in developing our musical tastes. Vaughn Monroe is the idol of a lot of people, but to me he is just a poor excuse for a capable musician. Monroe has a good band, and there w’ould be a vast improvement if he would let them play Hard Facts by Hardison Ditty To Spring (Fill in blanks with names of teachers.) ’Tis Spring, so let us frolic , And leave behind us bookish lore. The dream of , to tell the truth. Is all of maidsrMaude, Anne, or - ’Tis tulip-time in —now. A singing on every bough. A robin, thrush, or oriole, A w’arbling , with feathers gold. The voice is in the land, ’Tis good to wander hand in hand. ’Neath flowering trees let’s slowly We’ll have - - merry talk. The flowers bloom beneath our feet, The. village black now we greet. The angling takes a look, And with care his deadly hook. A worm he finds in earth so ■ To catch a he is bound! New is drab, as cities are, We country lanes afar.- As the da.vs roll by and b.v and the “new look’’ get.s older and more disgusting?, I don’t know whether females think these new "give ’em a peek at the old petti coat” skirts are seductive or what not. but if they are, I have been thinking about getting out a pair of Grand Dad’s old red flannels, left overs from the days of the Yukon Haul, and roll up one of the britches’ leg, thus giving a “come hither" glance of real "dyed in the wool.’’ Come everyone from King to , Gh. ’ , leave your yeastly nook. The world’s behind us. Time’s well spent. may be president. The ninth world in brief: Erskine Cladwell is at it again, I read (Pronounced, reed) We hear he’s canny as a • But just right now we careth not. Spring coaxes from each face a smile. With merry Quip and \vantom Which season gives ns hearts so light? My guess is Spring. Am I not Tho Book Of the Month Cub and other reputable literary machines are anxiously awaiting the completion of David Bree- don’s twentieth century masterpiece, “The Autobiography of a Dead Cow.’’ —RBVAP ECABG (I could be Russian, spelled like this! Hold to the mirror. You can’t .miss!) From the reliable source of Charlie Adams comes word that Reed Philips’ life-long ambition is to be an idea man for a homing pigeon. Beach Fever Bg Polly White Beach fever! Yes, it’s already in air. It becomes especially contagious « warm weather during the closing montb of school. Just think!—blistered ders; straight, stringy hair; wet bathing suits; sand in all your clothej' trying to make it a hit with that blea out blond; a little food and even sleep. “Ain’t” the beach wonderful? “Your Delores Hadaway: like a doornob.” George Seay: “How come?” Delores: “Any girl can turn it!” Bill Baxter: “Would you like to join our baseball team?” Herbert Falk: “I don’t know enough about the game to play, but I’ll referee.” She: “I’m Suzette the Oriental Dancer.” Sonny Grant: “Shake.” instead of vocalizing. I definitely do not appreciate Jlr. Monroe. All Star Band Each year Metronome, a music maga zine, polls an all star band for the past year. They also select an outstanding band, an honor which was won this year by Stan Kenton. The small all-star group is composed of stars from various groups, and as always a fine outfit. This year’s all-star band made a record for Capitol called Leap Here. I recommend it highly to the listener who likes jazz. Buddy De- Franco replaced the seemingly ever present Benny Goodman this year, and for my money, it was a good day’s work. The tune it.self is nothing more than a riff based 'on a progression very near to “blues.” It provides, however, very im pressive solos by the best instrumentalists to be found in jazz today. An old gent was passing a busy iutei section when a large Saint Bernard by and knocked him down. An ins later, a Crossley car skidded around tit corner and knocked the man down i A bystander helped the old gent to hi! feet and asked if the dog had, hurt hit “Well,” he said, “the dog didn’t hurt» much but that doggoned tin can tied it his tail nearly killed me!” (O.K. so you'it read the “Watargan” too.) The Ides of March are officially over. The deadine for income tax returns has pa.ssed, term papers are either already in or are being rapidly “polished into the finished product,” and since it is sprin.g the eager young seniors of Greensboro high let their fancies turn to the lighter side of spring, which, unfortunately, is the time of year when in English 8 that Milton, Bunyan and the other old boys of the ancient literary roundtable wreck havoc among aspiring students. The way I understand it, Milton and the rest of thearubes of his period (include one Bill Shakespeare), are considered great and majestic artists in the field of writing. Personally, it .seems that they could have produced a much better grade of work had they been bounced over the cranium with a tempered sledge hammer. While speaking on the funny (?) side of life there are quite a few characters attending GHS who could easily be compared with comic strip, radio, movie, and story book per sonalities. They may either look or act like the character. Daisy May: Catheiine Dicks. Big Barnsmell: Bobby Barham. Washtuhs: Bobby Lominack. Boots: Barbara Crutchfield. Pug: Betsy Bishop. The Phantom: .Yllman Beaman in his wrestling suit. Feta Feta: Bai-bara Holloway. Terry Lee: Wayland Moore. Hotshot Charlie: Charlie Wagoner. Vaughn Monroe: Rbger Gibbs. Denny Dimwit: Slump Hemdim. (-ornel Wilde: Charles Keeley. Turham Bey: Dan Thompson. Peter Lorrie: Bruce Morton. Cherry: Helen Thombro. Jato: Gail S‘haffet. Woody 'Woodpecker: “Red Webster. Ro.se Murphy; Miss Tuttle. T..OU Costella: Wright Archer, Lilly Pons: Betty Costner. A1 Jolson : Lyndon Sykes. Congratulations to Annette Wade aii( Harry Welker, who were married Mani 27. Guess you have already heard about tb two little worms who worked in desJ earnest. Things Around School We’d Like To See Improved Cafeteria situation. Girls’ looks. Dick Elkin’s black eye. This business of not having an au: (year book, that is). Students’ attitude toward correctio “Sam” Prago’s golf score. Boys’ looks. high life. Water fountains that never have w in them. The mud holes you have to swim 1 in rainy weather to get to the gym- School-bus behavior. “Don’t fret sir,” the chauffeur sa the Pekingese in the b^ck seat, ‘‘iladau will be here in a minute.” “Good afternoon, Fred Hooey, th ladies and gentlemen.” While your friends hold you aff ately by both hands you are sa" you can watch both of his.
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