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High Life
September 20, 1965
The Editor
SOUNDS OFF
“Oh where oh where has the traf
fic squad gone?” “Why just outside
the door to talk and smoke with
their friends.” . . . “Gosh, I didn’t
know that the people who block the
door were members of the traffic
squad. I have so much trouble fight
ing my way through them that
I’m late to class.”
The sophomores in the above
conversation do not really under
stand the far reaching tradition
that supports Grimsley’s social
squad, but they have discovered
one of the major reasons for the
vast criticism of this group.
While the problem of getting
students to and from classes in an
orderly manner is not to be min
imized, the squad serves no real
purpose after the first several
weeks of school, for the pattern
of traffic is easily established.
With this in mind, a temporary
suspension of the traffic squad for
a trial period of one week seems
to be in order. The traffic chief,
assisted by a few other people,
perhaps those on the fire squad,
could observe the movement be
tween classes and reach a decision
on the entire squad’s usefulness
and efficiency.
If this initial test results in the
disbanding of the traffic squad,
the appointment of several people
to direct students on the days when
rain plagues the GHS campus would
be very effective.
Not only would the activation of
this proposal end the doorway con
gestion of the social squad mem
bers and the classroom interrup
tions caused by their entrance and
exit, but it would settle this long
existing question.
HIGH LIFE
Published Semi-Monthly by the Students
of Grimsley Senior High School
Greensboro, N. C,
Founded by the
Cl&ss of 1921
Revived by the
Spring Jommalism
aass of 1937
Fredrickson Returns To GHS;
Tells Of Middle East Travels
BY JAN PETREHN
From classrooms in the Middle
East to the television stage in
. from the
North Carolina .
University of Nigeria in Africa
to the edge of the Sahara Desert
. . . Mr. Bob Fredrickson has
wondered far since leaving GHS
in 1957.
Mr. Fredrickson, who is now
teaching government, television
history, and advanced placement
history, began teaching at GHS
in 1950.
More For
Your Money
During the summer of 1957 he
was selected as one of the re
cipients for the Fulbright scholar
ships. As an American history and
social studies teacher in the Mid
dle East, Mr. Fredrickson taught
Israeli and Arab children from
the seventh grade to the college
freshman level.
While the HIGH LIFE staff has
always tried to publish an inter
esting newspaper for the Grimsley
student body, its schedule has al
ways made the handling of some
school events quite cumbersome.
Now that the paper will appear
on a weekly basis, a far better cof-
erage of civic and school affairs can
be accomplished, but this can be
greatly augmented by a closer co
operation between the staff and the
groups who furnish informaton ifor
publication.
Even though it may seem that the
staff has full possession of the pap
er and directs each issue for its own
purposes, all individual contribu
tions are gratefuly received.
Suggestions will be welcomed
from all readers of HIGH LIFE.
Improvements in the material that
is published, photography, distri
bution, or, in a technical aspect of
the paper are always welcome.
This year promises to be the best
one that HIGH LIFE has ever had.
The staff is the largest and has had
more experience in journalistic
practices than in previous years.
Through imagination and plain
hard work, they can turn out more
and better papers than GH has seen
in a long time.
Asked if there had been any
language barriers in his class
rooms, Mr. Fredricksin comment
ed that most of his students flu
ently spoke three languages —
Israeli, Arabic, and English.
“The greatest difference be -
tween my Middle East students
and my American students is that
in the Middle East education is
treated as a luxury. Upon reach
ing the 9th grade, tests are given
to select only those children qual
ified to further their education.
The kids know they are privil-
edged and as a result, they work
hard and struggle to stay in
school.”
While abroad with his family
Mr. Fredrickson did a great deal
of traveling, discovering what life
is like in places like Jerusalem,
About Letters To The Editor
HGH LIFE will publish any let
ter to the editor that is signed by a
member of the Grimsley student
body. Names will be withheld upon
the request of the author of a letter,
but anonymous letters CANNOT be
printed.
The editor does reserve the right
to shorten letters in an effort to con
serve space. Those who wish to ex
press an opinion are asked to limit
their letters to 100 words.
Man From G.R.A
Heads Family T.V
by John Taylor
Steice it is preview time for the new
shows on television, I feel obliged to
list my own ideas for production.
The spy business is big this year so
a few cloak and dagger shows are in
order. One of my creations is THE
MAN FROM G.R.A.N.D.r.A.T.H.E.R.
This is a spy thriller concerning a
private investigator working out of a
home for the aged.
Another spy story is AMOS LURK,
SECRET (CLEANING) AGENT. Lurk
is an agent for the P.U. (Plumbers
Union) checking to make sure all homes
are equipped with Drano.
War stories are big, too. WOMBAT,
another of my ideas, concerns an Aus
tralian platoon fighting the kangaroos
on a wallaby plantation.
Continuing with the war idea is
McHALE’S NAVEL. This is the story
Editor-in-Chief Fran Upchurch
Managing Editor — J®*' Petrehn
Business Manager ^ Ann MeSwain
Advertising Manager Ann MeSwain
News Editor Hallie Austin
Feature Editor John Taylor
Review Editor Mary Anne Mitchell
Sports Editor Wayne Wilhelm
Cartoon Staff Marjorie Beane,
Peggy Gibson, Barry Hardman
photographer Joe Coleman
N.D.F.A.T.H.E.R
Viewing Fun
involving a young Army doctor and
his gaseous indigestion.
Animal shows are not too big this
year, but I have an idea just in case
one of the networks wants it. It is
a heart-warming story of a boy and
his dog named LASTLY, who is a
collie. In the first episode, the young
boy gets caught in quicksand. Several
people try to help, but no one can
reach him. There is only one hope—
maybe the dog can make it, but natu
rally the dog gets there twenty min
utes too late. Hence, the name of the
show—^LASTLY.
Some random ideas were two “news
specials.” One is called THE TWI
LIGHT ZONE. This is not science fic
tion, however. It is a study of muggers
in Central Park from six o’clock until
seven o’clock by an ever-decreasing
team of reporters.
The other “special” is entitled
WHAT’S MY LANE?, in which a panel
of test drivers is pitted against a
womna in a straight drive car. This is
not recommended for the weak of heart.
Under “miscellaneous” comes BEN
CRAZY, a hospital story centered
around a neurosurgeon who perfor^
a brain operation to remove an In-
grown toenail.
Included in the random category is
RAWHIDE, the story of a strong-willed
child and his strong-handed parents.
Last, but not le^t is TWELVE O’
CLOCK HIGH. This is the heart-rend
ing saga of a mid-night drunk.
.Tericho, Nasareth, and the areas
surrounding the Dead Sea and the
Sea of Galilee.
One of his goals in life today
is to return to Jerusalem. “As we
walked through the city it was
almost like being in biblical
times. The signs of progress are
there only if you look for them.”
The summer of 1963 found Mr.
Fredrickson traveling to Africa
with 23 other American teachers.
Studying at the University of Ni
geria, the group heard daily lec
tures given by outstanding Afri
can professors.
Working for the State Depart
ment of Public Instruction in
1962-63, Mr. Fredrickson taught
on the TV stage for the In-
School Television Program, teach
ing 6500 students
Last year, he taught a methods
course to student teachers at
UNC-G, supervising their student
teaching.
Whirlies, Whims, And
Whispers
By Hallie Austin
Wandering Whirlie: Huber Hora^
tio here . . . Reflecting on some oi
the time our industrious seniors
put in this summer; Kathy P. and
Ben S. were gate keepers. No1
pearly, of course, considering the
Keepers . . . Susan L. donned hei
duds to deal with dudes in the
Wooly West. Courage, courage . .
Liz M. had happy times. She looked
at her earring collection . . . The
Nassau trip. Censored ... The
Counselors at Camp Cantbelieveits^
real . . . The gas girl-mechanie
maid. And she tinkered happilj
ever after . . . Whose summer wai
one Big Beach Weekend?
Grit from George Grimsley’s Grotti
Hear Page is a one-toothpaste fam
ily . . . If you don’t go out to luncl
you can get a square meal only i
you bring a box lunch ... On fly
leaf of a World History book: On
Roman (at a massacre): “You sa:
you’ve got a full house, but you’rt
still losing money? Is the upkeej
for lions bad?” Second Roman
“Yeah; They’re eating up all th
prophets.”
Wondering Little Boy Blue: Dea
me. Where could I have been whei
they passed that law? The one re
quiring sophs to keep mute at fool
ball games except when selUn
pencils? Oh yeah, must have bee
when I was at the convention t
Put Parking Meters in our Lot t
Drive Away the Policeman Wh
Hides There on Saturdays to Cate
Speedy Cars on Westover.
In Guidance: A counselor praise
me at my last visit to that office
“You’re living proof that a huma
can live without a brain” .. .
Soph Stuff: Some sophs wei
sitting on the steps crying. Sai
they missed their sock hops. Ja
cettes, a recommended addtion
your Buddy System next year . .
A soph, returning from her driver
training for the day, hit a teach
in the faculty parking lot. Said tl
soph, “I’m sure this wouldn’t hai
happened if you had walked moi
carefully. I’ve been driving for fo)
whole weeks now.” Replied tl
teacher, “Of course. I’ve been wal
ing for only 52 years NOW.” .
A stalled soph sat at the Benjam
Parkway-Campus Drive interse
tion, while the light changed fro
green to yellow to red to green
yellow to red. “What’s the matter
asked the kindly policewoma
“Don’t I have a color you like?”