Oakwood University - Acorn Yearbook (Huntsville, AL)

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.V '-'v .-a' V ' -:ff-.f-:+-c -. AY g International Relations Club The aim of this club is to study the conditions of the world's present social orders and compare them with the past. It is an asset to any person in the college who is interested in keeping abreast of the latest happenings in the world. At many meetings guest speakers give lectures on different topics in the field of thought. Many who have given these lectures either have been natives of the countries about which they speak, or have visited or lived in them for sometime. Thus, the individual connected with this group is kept in contact with most World happenings and how they affect the native and his attitude toward the environment in which he is placed. The general OFFICE President ,,...oo Secretary Treasurer Librarian ttlo,o, . .... Parliamentarian .....o, Faculty .. ..,..,,,,, objective of the International Relations Club is to create a sympathetic feeling towards all countrie: nations, and races of our World. The local objectives of the club is to be of profound help in building u higher scholarship among the students in the History Department. Each year a cash prize is given to tli student that has written the best term paper in the department. In the past years the club has bee instrumental in improving study conditions of the college by donating funds to purchase addition: volumes for the library. The International Relations Club is one of the largest working bodies on th campus. R S .. .,,c. ....... F rank Jones Muriel R. Hutchins Emerton Whidbee Jacqueline Mathieu Horace Barker . Dean O. B. Edwards

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., . ..,,.- .,.. 1.4 .,,. -- --W g -- - rf-Y -A X .LM ii! .- M mories Now-a-days our memories of Oakwood are based upon stories, poetry, songs, and photographs. No longer can we participate in vespers, hikes, and campus dates or re-live the wonderful scenes of those days, - scenes that have fled swiftly into the past. College days have gone like a robe, dropped from the shoulders of a dancer in some flashing roundelay. Their memories creep slowly and quietly through our minds regardless of where we are or what we are doing. Through each heart a streak of laughter echoes or from our eyes tears revealing the glory of Auld Lang Syne moisten our cheeks, but we wipe our eyes and before our vision, clear and bright are the friends, classmates, and teachers of yesterday, all full of beauty, strength, and power. As we turn the pages of Oakwood's family album, let us allow our minds to wander over the stages of our school-days of yesteryear. Recall those memories of class- mates, socials, movies, parties, clubs, hikes, and warm friends: they are all before us as new as if they had happened yesterday. We will realize as never before that the real Oakwood with its squirrels, rolling lawns, and beautiful surroundings is only a whisper set to a swaying melody and sung from the familiar voices of her followers. These voices belong to those that sat in the vespers, participated in campus activities, longed to be home, shared in hopes of a greater tomorrow, and pledged to be true to dear ole Oakwood. Now that those days have gone, we, along with friends and relatives, must sit in silence letting our hearts and minds wade joyfully in this pool of memories, hear the voices of our friends and loved ones, see the vari-colored leaves fall one by one to the ground, eye a little squirrel glide from tree to tree, or join a group on the way to classes. Remember, these scenes have all gone, but we can still see the familiar faces of those who make the silhouetts of our memories.