Temple University - Templar Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Confusion Unlimited! Th« forms jr chocked: again and again. An easy way 1o momorix your roster. You pay your money and you get your education. Pens ran dry; feet ached: patience was exhausted: wallers were flat. Every semester, that was the story of registration. First you saw your advisor, after having waited your turn for an hour, or maybe two or three. Then you stood in line to have your identification picture taken—a line that stretched from the Clubroom. down the stairs, info the foyer, and sometimes snaked into the Great Court. And the photo came out terrible. It doesn't even look like me.' was the usual cry. Students have a remarkable resistance to fatigue, so you finally reached the Auditorium, where the worst was yet to come . . . more lines. The class you were required to take was filled. Back to the advisor, three blocks away. Fill out endless forms, and then pay your money. This was registration, and you'll probably never forget it. panic.

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First, Pure Joy, and Then . . . Hazing has been replaced at the University. Instead Temple freshmen are introduced to college 'ifo by a three day holiday— Freshman Camp. The fourth annual Freshman Camp was at Camp Hilltop. Downingtown, Sept. 17. 18 and 19. under the supervision of Chaplain H. LaMarr Rice and Fran DeLucia. student director. Students listeneo to advice from top administration members, deans and upperclassmen. But the real order of the day was fun. and a friendly Hi I was the password. Chaplain Rica present! rabbit's foot for luck to Coach Al Kawal at campfiira. 0n9 lo n9 fy e, ’Port, Q rn Par,. Counsellor! Sii Woisfeld and Betty Jana lauchtnar loll in tha pool. Staff iat down onca in three days.

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Active Minds and All through the whirl of football games, dances, meetings and other extra-curricular activities, no one was able to forget the serious, and most important, side of college: the classroom. From the early days at Cedarbrook in the freshman year to the very last days of the last semester, there always seemed to be just one more term paper to eke out, just one more exam to study for till the small hours of the morning. For Teachers College students was the great time consumer in the junior year, while Liberal Arts majors had their biology and chemistry labs, the long acting classes and the English themes. Long hours of copy editing kept journalism majors busy, radio students produced their own shows. The work was hard and the pull was long, but Temple students could be proud of the balance achieved in their education—the all-important balanco between the humanities and practical knowledge. TOP: Copy dost in a n»w» editing class. BOTTOM: Futur CPA'i por ov r thair books.