THE CHOWANIAN. OCTOBER 1959
Dr. William C Young Delivers
Opening Convocation Sept. 11
Using as hia subject, “Come,
Let Us Reason Together," Dr.
William C. Young, Chowan Col
lege Chaplain, delivered the
principal address at the opening
Convocation service Friday
morning, September 11.
Speaking to the largest sta-
dent body in the ll2>-year his
tory of Chowan College, Chap
lain Young said; “If this aca-
denuc year is to be successful
for you, you must accept de
corum responsibility, academic
responsibility, and maturity re
sponsibility.”
"You are a selected student
body,” Dr. Young told the more
than 435 students, as be dis
cussed decorum responsibility.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” said
he, “this is your school; guard
its honor and integrity as your
very own.”
Commenting on academic re
sponsibility, the Chowan Chap
lain said; “A good student is
one who decides that he is
going to take advantage of
educational opportunities. He
takes the time to leam how to
study; he seeks to improve
reading skill; he attempts to
stimulate curiosity and then to
satisfy it. The good rhident is
one who ia diligent to prepmn
his lessons and relate an^
studies to Ufe, or to life goals.*’
Here, Dr. Young, in pointing
up maturity responsibility, went
on to say: “If you are to be your
best, and do your best, you muct
accept responsibility for your
self. You must leam to face
your strengths and your weak
nesses. You must face and ac
cept the control of others over
your Ufe, and jrou must under
stand your own l&ck of control.
Many individuals are corrupted
all of their lives by deception.
Pseudo-independence has de
ceived them so that they are
unable to assume responsibility
for their own selves, and be
come the problem and burden
of the society in which they
Uve."
Concluding the Convocation
address, Chaplain Young said:
“You must realize that men
living together must trust each
other and promoted the group
welfare. The more mature we
are in our thought, actions, and
conduct, the more useful and
helpful are we in our relation
ships to each other.”
MRS. MIXON IN JERUSALEM - This is a picture of the Menora (candlestick), symbol of Isreal,
which stands in Jerusalem in the garden next to the Knesset, the Israeli Parliament It is a gift
from the British Parliament and will be moved to the grounds of the new Israeli Parliament
building as soon as it is completed. The Menora is the work of the sculptor B. Elkan. It is ex-
ecuted in massive bronze and its seven branches are decorated with twenty-nine paf^is,
senting in relief figures and events which are highlights in the history and revival of the Jewish
people. Mrs. Mixon is shown on the right of the Menora.
Mrs. Mixon Travels Holy Land Under Scholarship
L
While studying in the Holy
City of Jerusalem during the
summer, Mrs. F. Orion Mixon,
chairman of the Department of
Religion, wrote a series of let
ters to Bettye Jo Lassiter, 1959
Chowan graduate and now on
the editorial staff of the Ahoskie
Herald.
The letters are very interest
ing and the editors of The Cho-
wanian are glad to have per
mission to republish them.
A scholarship was granted
Mrs. Mixon by the Department
of Hebrew Education and Cul
ture of New York University.
This is the first of a series of
seven letters.
Malon Or-gU
Jerusalem, Israel
July 10, 1959
Jerusalem! The city set on a
hiU and known to me since child
hood from Bible pictures! The
city that Christ wept over! The
city we have mentioned so fre
quently in religion classes at
Chowan!
To reach Jerusalem we flew
about 6,000 miles over the North
Atlantic, making stops at Man
chester, Brussels, Vienna and
Athens. We were only 35 min
utes late, after 24 hours in the
air. when we arrived at Lydda,
the airport which serves Jeru-,
Salem and Tel Aviv. Although it
was past midnight there were
many people to greet the new
arrivals. Repeatedly we heard,
“Shalom! Shalom” (Peace),
“Welcome to Israel!” That is
what they all said—the official
in the white uniform at the air
port; the young Jew, originally
from South Africa, who drove us
to Jerusalem, a distance of 40
miles from Lydda. The citizens
of Israel are warm in their wel
come to visitors. They are anx
ious to exchange ideas, to talk,
to hear impressions.
By the time we had cleared
customs and were on our way to
Jerusalem, it was past midnight
—that mysterious hour which
precedes the dawn. Great stars
hung close to the earth, and
there was the smell of herbs and
dry soil. The pale stone houses
in the small villages were wash
ed to a dead, flat whiteness in
the dim light of the early dawn.
We got to bed at 4 A. M. in
our comfortable quarters in a
small modem downtown hotel,
Malon-Or-gil (House of Joy).
When we were awakened at 10
A. M. for orientation, the sun
blazed, but the day was still
cool. The sky was blue above
the whiteness of the walla and
the silver-gray of the olive trees.
Breakfast was something of a
shock to us Americans. It is
served Smorgasbord. On the buf
fet were fruit juices, hard crusty
rolls, butter, three kinds of
cheese, marmalade, sliced cu
cumbers, tossed salad, dry fish,
two kinds of olives, yogurt and
sliced tomatoes. The wai^r
brought hard boiled eggs and
French coffee (very strong!)
after we had served ourselves
and found places at small
tables. The same breakfast
menu every day! Have you ever
eaten sliced cucumbers for
breakfast? Try it!
In addition to six hours of lec
tures daily, we spend hours tour
ing the city with guides from the
University. We traveled to Ra-
mat Rachel, the Mount of
Rachel. Rachel was buried al
most in sight of Jerusalem, but
her tomb is in territory now held
by the Arabs. During the war
there was furious fighting here,
and we saw a wrecked building,
its walls packed with bullets. We
stood above a trench protected
by sandbags and saw in the dis
tance the qpires and belfries of
Bethlehem. There ia something
sad about seeing Bethlehem
from behind barbed wire. (Of
course we will go there after
EIGHTY AND HEARTY - Mr. Hartwell V. Scarborough, of Raleigh,
who is 80, Is shown a linotype machine by his grandson,
Conrad Hopkins, who is a freshman in the School of Graphic Arts.
Mr. Scarborough Is the grandson of Dr. John Scarborough, presi
dent of Chowan College from 1897 to 1909. Also, he Is respon
sible for the planting of several rose bushes in front of the
"Columns" building and he returns to care for them almost every
year. Although well advanced in years, he is currently the night
watchman of the Justice and Library buildings in Raleigh.
summer school when we have
crossed the Mandelbaum Gate
into Jordan.) We saw the fields
in which Ruth reaped and where
the shepherds saw the angels.
Here are Herodian excavations
and the remains of a Byzantine
Church and beyond these, the
frontier.
Jerusalem in Israel is a mod
em city but one can never forget
the past. From the balcony out
side our room in the hotel we
can see the road from which you
look away beyond the wilderness
to the Dead Sea and across it to
Mount Nebo, the traditional
burial place of Moses.
We visited the classrooms of
a Talmudic school. Little boys
with side curls and rinill caps
sat opposite a rabbi, repeating
his words in monotonotis sing
song voices. In another room
were older boya. One waa Inter
preting a point of law; his face
waa bright with intelligence. In
another, the children had been
left on their own. and like
American children, were making
the moat of it.
A Franciscan went by—hia
brown coat fastened with a
white knotted gridle, sandals on
his feet. Then a young Jew in a
short sleeved nylon sport shirt,
a brief case under his arm. We
passed the beautiful large
YMCA building which reminds
one of the Westminster Catbe-
draL
My Hebrew lesaona are pro
gressing. I can now say in He
brew. “What is your nameT My
name is Daisy Lou.” My name
gives the young Hebrew instruc
tor, Itania. much trouble. Re
becca, Rachel, Sarah, David,
Petei^-goodl She know* the He
brew equivalent, but “Daisy
Lou”!TT