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High Life
May 10, 1965
LEHERS
TO THE
EDITOR
Dear Editor,
On behalf of the student body and
myself, may I offer you our con
gratulations on your paper’s re
cent honor.
Several people have asked me
if it would be possible to run a
list of “Where the seniors will be
...” in the last issue this year.
I feel it would be a real service to
our graduates. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Dave Grimes
President
(Editor’s note: HIGH LIFE is
planning to run such a list in the
last issue of the paper. We appre
ciate the interest you and other
students have taken in such a
service.)
Dear Editor:
I am writing to challenge the
editorial titled “The Monster” in
the March 12 issue, which ri
diculously criticized the term
paper.
The author, Turn Meloose, stat
ed that the term paper was “the
biggest waste of time he had
ever wasted.” He continued to
explain that he had gained noth
ing from the assignment except
the spelling of the word schizo
phrenia.
I think the editorial unjustly
depicted term paper. Contrary to
Mr. Turn Meloose, I received
many benefits from the term pa
per. I learned:
1) the spelling of the word
Tsar.
2) that the card catalog is for
finding books and the Reader's
Guide for magazines.
3) that you must be sure you
are not mistaking the author for
the title of the book or vice-versa
because they are listed in as many
as three different ways.
4) that dictionaries, encyclo
pedias, Reader’s Guide, and the
card catalog do not have any in
formation on the “novus homo”
(an upstart in history).
5) that I would have to change
my subject to the “Russian Re
ligion under Communism.”
6) that being a week behind in
notetaking is never a good policy
7) that counting words from
one to a thousand is fatiguing to
the eyes.
8) that a night without sleep is
unhealthy for the nerves, the
eyes, and the term paper
9) that the next time I edit a
term paper it will be on the sub
ject, “Rocks.”
I hope this list will convince
readers that contrary to Mr. Turn
Meloose, term papers are not
“monsters”, but wonderful chal
lenges and inspirations.
Sincerely,
(Inspired Sue)
HIGH LIFE
Published Semi-Monthly by the Students
of Grimsley Senior High School
Greensboro, N. C.
Founded by the
Class of 1921
Revived by the
Spring Journalism
Class ot 1937
Second Class Postage Paid
Greensboro, N. C.
Editor-in-Chief .....
Assistant Editor .
Managing Editor .
Jane Turpin
Jan Petrehn
John Giles
Business Manager Ann McSwain
Advertising Manager Diane Robertson
News Editor Fran Upchurch
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In The Spring ... Love?
Spring!
Birds (and others) twitter; flowers bloom; leaves come out; the weather
becomes warm. And so on . . .
And, of course, love breaks out at GHS. In the halls, on the walks, in
class, couples stare or sit, enchanted with each other. A study reveals
numerous types.
First, there is the arm-in-arm couple, usually walking or standing. Some
we find, are arm in arm in arm in arm, hut that is another matter. Then
there are the gigglers and ticklers, loudly and joyfully playful. The intense
starers are another facinating group; the world comes to an end, or the
school crumbles, and they would not know it, or, it is safe to assume,
care. Another type also exists: the love-indeed-is-blind set, about whom
little may be said that is not totally critical. The timid-but-meaningful
glance group is often seen. Bench sitters continue to roost. The Puritan
types may be noticed also, usually at a moral distance from one another.
There are many others.
All this is not peculiar to GHS or spring, but one must admit that a
flowery grove is far more romantic than a winter classroom or a cold walk
way. Then, too, this activity proves that, in spite of everything, school can
be fun, if one makes the most of things. And if young minds may stray
from dry texts to more vital subjects, a love-stricken teen-ager is a fairly
harmless creature.
Thus the purpose of this tongue in cheek editorial is not to criticize but
to observe, and perhaps encourage, these rites of spring.
A New Bill On Juveniles Proposed
There is a bill before Congress now which is intended to raise the max
imum age of a minor from 16 to 18 years old. This act, if it becomes a
law, will have increasing significance on today’s youths.
The law which is now in effect states that those teen-agers involved in
crime who are 16 years of age or under are to be tried in the juvenile courts
while those persons who are 18 years or older are to be tried in the adult
division of the judicial department. The bill before Congress now proposes
to increase the 16 years maximum age of a juvenile to 18 years.
If the bill is passed, a youth 18 years of age or under will have the bene
fit of more personalized attention without the degradation of a permanent
account of crime on his record. He might be sent to reform school or he
might be left entirely to the discretion of his parents. As an example,
under the law it is not, contrary to popular belief, a crime for a minor,
that is a person under 18, to drink beer; however, it is a crime for him to
purchase it. Under the new law, anyone under 18 who bought beer would
be referred to the juvenile courts.
Crime in America is not so widespread as popular opinion demands.
Although it would seem from statistics that crime is rapidly increasing,
it is only because many more things once not considered as crime are being
classified as such now. This new bill before Congress has been instigated
as a means to protect many teen-agers from being branded for life for one
mistake. It could be considered as a “second chance” for allowing a teen
ager to grow up a happy citizen, respectful of his country, its people, and
their freedom.
Whirlies, Whims, & Whispers
By HalUe Austin
Wondering Whirlie: Hi, Hubert
Horatio. Most everyone has gat
their short stories back, and here’s
a sample of what the Class of ’66
came up with ... Liz Morrah says
hers is about a man who thought
he was being knifed in the back,
but actually was having a heart
attack. Sharp? ... I like Susan
Lashley’s. It focuses on a simple
man who cried because his flower
died. And he wasn’t entering it in
a flower show either. But he did get
run over by a train . . . David
Spence wrote about a little boy in
a concentration camp. He started
a Great Society and everybody in
the camp contributed to the War on
Poverty. Sweet? . . . Lollie Lake
tells of a teacher who wears U. S.
Keds and pleases all her pupils, be
cause, just like them, she doesn’t
like Margret Ann Scoggins, either
... I bought my story from a senior.
In the Suggestion Box: “We
should buy something for the police
woman to express our gratitude
to her for keeping us from running
over the Brooks Kids.”
Gritt from George Grimsley’s
Grotto: Said Mark, ‘Kathy is a sui
cide blond. Dyed by her own hand,
is she” ... I saw a white shirt the
other day that had the whole World
War II on the cuffs. Such talent. . .
Over at Page, a class had a party
for a teacher. When the birthday
cake was brought in, they all fainted
from the heat ... Do you think
Ramona C. really sent all those
books to the poor soldiers? . . . Did
you know you can wait in the office
at 5th period for 19 minutes and no
one asks “May I help you?” . . .
All the trees in the grove are
stunted .. . Our teachers continually
ask us to write clearer, but if we
do, they complain about our spell
ing.
In Guidance: On the board:
“Recommended Reading for Grad
uating Seniors: Help Wanted Ads”
... A counselor told a student
time could not be wasted on some
one who had more money than
brains. Retorted the Hunter: “I
have no money!” “I know,”
chuckled the counselor.
Soph Stuff: Other day, a soph
sat in the library with cigarette in
mouth. Fellow students pointed to
the “No Smoking” sign. Soph said
he wasn’t smoking. Protested the
others: “You’ve got a weed in your
mouth.” He said, “I’ve got shoes on
my feet, but I’m not walking” . . .
In early morn Driver’s Ed. book
work. Coach Yates said, “A man is
run over every half hour in New
York.” And Mary A. cried, “Poor
man!” ... A soph ordered a pen
cil at the school store, “Hard or
soft?” asked Coach Bob. “Hard,”
said Debbie L., “Miss Puett’s geom
etry tests are tough.”
Wondering Little Boy Blue:
Dear me! Where was I when they
passed that law? The one requiring
sophs to shift from first to fourth
at one time. Oh—must’ve been
when I was at the Convention to
Have a Separate Parking Lot for
H. K. and other Such Drivers.
Last Time: for this column, and
to anyone who’s still reading it,
you have my sympathies (and
wishes for a great summer!).
Feature Editor
Sports Editor
Photographer
Cartoonist
Exchange Editor
Sue Billman
- Paula Main
Dan Post
Kitty Keesee
. Judy Lavine
    

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