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Show COLLEGE i / \ / THE CAMPUS is a stage, the people, players; and the story they enact is of College Life. It is a life of more vivid dreams, more exciting loyalty, more dynamic activity, more sincere heartache, and more earnest work than any other life that people live. Interests flame, personalities change, ties develop, philosophies are adopted. People hold hands in a show, a pin is hung, a name is written in a loose4eaf, a classmate gets mar-ried. They love fads-loud shirts, or chewing tobacco, or peculiar dialects, or growing beards. A riding habit and levis saunter past. A kerchief binds a head wet from swimming. Faces shine. There is a boy on crutches, another whose face is bruised and bandaged. They did this to thrill the crowd in the stadium. The people like their cokes and convertible coupes, and the dirty passages of English poetry, and Physics One, and the springtime cherry blossoms behind the rostrum; And they argue-about life, religion, art, dates, and the fitness of the faculty. Their college life is a period of adjustment in which they mix Charles Lamb and French 751s, boxing and dancing at the Prom, glee clubbing and doing the hundred, wooing and reporting on sanitation to Doc Callister. It is four years of special events and special honors, or maybe it is just four years of hard work with only an occa-sional bright spot-but how well they remember those bright spots. At least the fun is there, and the color and the noise, and most of them love these things. So watch while I turn the spotlight on each activity in its turn. Watch them live. This is their life. |
