Butler Community College - Grizzly Growl Yearbook (El Dorado, KS)

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CTIVITIE

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BOOK II. December ji.. Boy, how I hated to crawl out this morning, The universal opinion, and self explanatory. January i. The only new leaves I turned over this morning were some moss grown tran lation that needed doing before vacation. January 4. Life improves space. Grizzlies have another win to their credit. Hutchinson 23, Grizzlies 27. Girls in zoology go through various and sundry contortions. Earthworms are being studied. Let each new earthworm, slicker than the last, be distant from me with a space more vast, — etc. January ij. All term papers, reports, drawings, note books, outside readings, book reports, and other non-essentials to college life will be due Friday at 3:20. (No, Oswald, that glow in the sky is not a fire. It ' s only the good old midnight oil being consumed.) January ig. And he said, looking at the calendar, We ' re half spent. I says, Whaddya mean, half spent? I ' m all spent, after those exams. Little blue books, little blue grade cards, little blue looks — nize little pome. January 20-21, and the two weeks following. A mental slump. Tired heads recuperate from the strain. Yesterday, Ark City smothered Sam ' s gang, 15-45- Februray 4. E.J.C. official talkers are back from the Kansas City contest in oratory, declama- tion, and extempore. Spoils: one silver cup. Grizzlies lose two more games. Fans assume a hopeful attitude, and Hersh casts about for something to break the jinx. February 14. St Valentine ' s day, but no new engagements are announced. (Hanson and Hicks attraction clouds up, however.) Y.W. girls have a party. Hearts and every- thirg. Snow White is announced as the next Pi Delta Theta play. Fairy story books are resurrected. Well, this is better. Grizzlies, 31, Iola 25- February 16. The day of miracles is indeed not past. Independence, 24, Grizzlies, 42. More! More! (as the Roman mob used to say.) Snow white rehearsals everywhere. The annual staff steps into its full stride. (Except the calendar editor. She belongs to the Cram school. Copy isn ' t due till tomorrow.) March 1. Millions (at least), of grade school kids saw Snow white in matinee perfor- mances. Big audiences. Seats all sold. Tonight another big performance of the triumph of Pi Delta Theta. Everybody liked Snow White . Indians 30, Grizzlies, 39. Several Rahs and at least three Wows. The last of the basketball games. Rest for Sam and the outfit. March 1$ . Time out, while the calendar editor has the spring fever. March 23, and thereabouts. More nine weeks tests. More blue grade cards. The list of grade points, and eligibles for graduation is up. A few are lucky, and some others also ran. Some sophomores discover that they are not what they thought they used to be. March 28. Some visitors, Gale, Sybelee, Ken Earp, Rusty, etc. — are home for Easter vaca- tion. We are also home for Easter. (The long awaited conclusion of this yarn appears on page 56) A Pagt 26

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Activities Wherefore I take no heed of strangers, nor supplicants, nor at all of heralds, the craftsmen of the people. But I waste my heart away in longing for Odysseus; so they may speed my marriage and I weave a web of wiles. — Penelope. We ' ve always harbored a notion that the Trojan war wouldn ' t have amounted to so much if it hadn ' t been for the women. In the first place, Helen — but why drag that fair lady ' s name into print again? But then, there was Penelope, the faithful wife of Odysseus. All the wanderings of Odysseus would have been for naught if it hadn ' t been for Penelope. Odysseus would have had no place to go home to, no wooers to slay, nothing nothing! You recall that his faithful Penelope, during the absence of her wandering husband, occupied herself with weaving ' a web of wiles ' . Her house was filled with wooers, each of whom was anxious for her hand, (and perhaps for her rich estate. Gold Digging was just then coming into style). Penelope the wise, stayed off the anxious suitors with a device no end clever. She wove all day on an elaborate piece, telling her suitors that when the thing should be finished, she would make her choice of a husband from among them. Penelope knew the art of stalling as well as do some basket ball teams we ' ve seen. At night she unravelled the work she had spent the day doing, thus stalling for time without offending anyone, except her son Telemachus. (He objected to his mother ' s keeping so many star boarders. He thought it uneconomic. Which proves that men have been material minded for a long time.) Penelope ' s was not a life of progress, but rather one of watchful waiting and of passive influence. It was a well ordered life, a prudent life, a life from which it might be well to draw a lesson. But inasmuch as it was a passive life, it seems the antithesis of modern activity —especially collegiate activity. Nowhere is the fact better demonstrated than in E.J.C., where activity is the order of the day, and of many of the nights. The activities of the various clubs and classes have this year been outstanding. It is a fact worthy of mention that the public performances — forensic, dramatic, athletic — have been more than kindly received by the public, and most kindly com- mented upon by the press. The democratic spirit pervading the various undertakings of the school is very much in evidence. Each for all and all for each seems to be the prevailing spirit. There is little rancor and jealousy, if any at all. So Penelope, with her weaving a web of wiles, after all sets us an example. She worked, and although her work seems futile to us now, it nevertheless served its purpose admirably at the time it was being done. It prepared the weaver for assum- ing again her long interrupted task. Penelope found that activity pays. E.J. C. has found that activity pays, both in a financial way and as a training school for students. It makes college life full and busy and well ordered. Postus Scriptum. Again the copy reader looked up disgustedly. Say, you ' ve missed the whole point of the story about Penelope. Why didn ' t you say, ' Who ' d ever have heard of Penelope if she hadn ' t been a busy person? ' Why didn ' t you say something about Penelope being the originator of the slogan, ' It Pays to Advertise ' ? Why didn ' t you say? —and so, far, far into the time we had hoped to use for sleep. 1. Well, who would have heard of her? 2. Everybody knows that Penelope knew it pays to advertise, or she wouldn ' t have started that weaving in the first place. Page 28