The Highacres collegian. (Hazleton, PA) 1956-????, October 08, 1973, Image 3

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    DIRECTION
by Maria J. Rovito
The young girl walked
down the hill to her room. She
had a lot of work to do, all
of which she couldn't give a
damn about. The wanted to get
out, to leave. She didn't
know where she was going or how
she was going to get'there,
either. But she knew she had
to get out. Get out before
her feelings swallowed her and
hurt her.
She put her books in her
room and began to walk down the
hall. She walked out the
door, and continued walking.
And she began to think.
What is wrong with me?
Why don't I care? I wanted
so much out of college. Now,
I couldn't care. I want to
leave so badly, it's pathetic.
Yet where,wuold I go?, What
would I do? Where would I
stay? There must be answers,
she thought.
"Jean, Jean," someone
cried. "Where are you going?"
Jean looked and saw one -
of her friends. Again she
began to think. One of my
friends. Just one of my many
friends.
She waited for her. Then
she said, "I don't know."
"What's wrong, Jean?"
"I don't know. I have to
get out of here. Something's
not right."
"Are you unhappy? "
"No! I don't know. Maybe
I am. Yes, Karen, I'm un
happy."
"Is there any thing bean
do? Do you want to talk about
it?"
"I'm tired. I'm tired of
getting up and going to classes
and coming back down to that
same room, in that same dorm,
where I see the same people
all the time."
"Oh. Is that all? I mean,
everyone feels that way. It's.
called spring fever. It
happens every year."
"Oh."
"Where are you going now,
Jean?"
"Just for a walk."
"Okay, then, I'll see you
at dinner."
"Okay."
Jeannie kept on walking,
knowing too well that her
friend had not understood.
PRESCRIPTIONS
by Debbie Berger
A burnt pot roast in in
cense from the Orient.
Now that most of us have ' The raindrops are tears
just about fully recovered shed by the angels.
fromthat all -too'familair Hail skipping loudly across
afflictions, "First Week Depres-
'Your roof is the sound of
sion," and since the "End of applause from a dlighted
Term Panic" will not reach audience.
epidemic proportions for some A turtle is a friendly
time yet, some of us students , dragon.
may find ourselves engulfed in The night-light in the
the tedious drudgery that grade- hall is the North Star.
grubbing can become. Members Ben and Socrates can be
of our faculty may experience seen hanging around with
similar symptoms as they Highacres chipmunks.
discover themselves stricken You and your lab partners
with the "Ten-Week are Lum and Abner.
Hazletonian Bug." My prescrip- So there you have it. Play
tion for these ailments is as the game yourself; it's fun.
follows: use your mind to al- But when you come out of yoUr
leviate your mind's own tensions. reverie, remember that there are
Sit down in some comfortable enough jewels, audiences and
place. and have a not-too dragons in the world; even
profound conversation with without imagination, bean blossoms
your imagination. If you listen cocoons, bricks, and such
carefully, here are some of things are still beautiful.
the things you may learn
from this intimate friend of
yours.
With Imagination on your
side...
Bean blossoms are bouquets
of flowers.
Karen did not care to know how
she felt. Jeannie herself was
not sure what was wrong. Yet
she was not right, and it was
.more than just spring fever.
The wind was beginning to
blow, and the sky was cloudy.
If only the sun would shine,
she thought. Then I wouldn't
feel so bad.
She reached the deserted
parking lot and began to walk.
She needed someone. She needed
someone to talk to and under
stand her. It was not a mat
ter of her understanding her
self; it was just that she
wanted to talk to someone else,
to get it out of her. But no
one would understand. They
'were as apathetic to her as
she was to the work she had todo.
Jeannie sat on the grass
and lay back. She heard birds
flying and fixed her gaze on
them. nieY're probably flying
back from the south, she thought.
She lay there for a long
time, staring out into space,
kith nothing in her thoughts.
Finally, the young girl
stood up and walked slowly
back to her room.
HIGHACRES COLLEGIAN, OCTOBER 8, 1973 - PAGE THREE
Cocoons are precious jew
els in protective cases.
Bricks are mudpies.thet
someone was allowed to acutal
-4 bake .
CAMPUS
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ACTIVE
The Hazleton Campus Chorus
is currently preparing its
activites for the coming sea
son. The fifty-six members,
under the direction of Mr.
Joseph Jumpeter, comprise the
largest active organization on
campus. This year, there are
two new groups in the develop
ment stages within the chorus;
a nonperforming Men's Glee Club,
designed to stimulate in
terest in choral singing and a
performing Girls' Glee Club,
which will work to supplement
the main chorus.
HCC is also in the pro
cess of acquiring the organ
that is presently in the Eisen
hower Chapel; this will re
place the smaller model now in
use. The Chorale Singers, a
group initiated last year, will
be expanded in membership and
repertoire, and will pro
bably perform off-campus, as
will the full chorus. _The
familiar Krazee B's plan to
continue in the comic tradition.
. With hopes high for a suc
cessful season of entertainment,
the Hazleton Campus Chorus has
scheduled its next concert for
December 15.