Anderson University - Echoes Yearbook (Anderson, IN)

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School days, school days, dear old golden rule days. Readin ' , ’ritin ' and ' rithmetic taught to the tune of a hickory stick . . . No hickory sticks were found on the Anderson College campus - except on the trees - and our educational endeavors were not limited to reading, writing and arithmetic. Typical of most collegiate pilgrim¬ ages, we discovered, reevaluated, refo¬ cused and reshaped our lives. AC gave each of us a freedom to grope and to find ourselves. Whether we experienced exciting edu¬ cational challenges or unexpected educa¬ tional drudgeries, we could rely on our new found friends to support us and to share times and places with us. Throughout our learning trek we moved closer to our self-actualization. Various personalities, career opportunities, scho¬ lastic endeavors, physical exercises, spiritual developments, social interac¬ tions and awareness of our heritage helped us recognize our development as individ¬ uals. A progression - yes. We stumbled but continued our search. Through the help of our friends, the peculiarity of situations and the frustration of decisions, we shaped a future - our future. Entering pur rooms in early fall we realized that the four walls were not a prison, but an artist ' s easel to create and define our personalities. That special roommate contributed to our growth the time they short-sheeted our beds and filled them with confetti. Overlooking the fact that the prayer chapel was a clamy renovation of an old washroom, we spent many hours in quiet meditation and soul-searching when the time came to decide a career for our lives. Studying for mid-terms all night with close friends at Sambos, we finally asked the waitress if the management had elec¬ tric blankets for rent. The next morning we emerged with puffy eyes and acidic stomachs from the ground-ulated cof¬ fee. Making use of cafeteria trays for a slid¬ ing board provided us with many hours of slick excitement down library hill. Only when we collided with our cohorts did we relinquish our use of the trays to other anticipating collegians. Practicing and training for hours on end resulted in loosened tread on our tennis shoes, aching muscles and increased agility. Victory or defeat, we thrilled to exhilarating competition. After bombing a test and wondering whether it was worth all the effort, a friend came by and put an arm around us and asked, What ' s the matter? These and many other experiences encouraged and challenged us to try harder. Collecting the puzzle pieces and work¬ ing out a myriad of relationships were all a part of college life. Aware of our individual needs and desires we helped each other grow. Through listening we cared; in reaching out we became involved. In stumbling we learned how to learn. Each of our potentialities may not have reached full maturity, but we grew. At times our vision was blurred, however the kaleidoscopic lens of our minds allowed us to see our lives reshaped, refocused and eventually prepared to accomplish the life goals we established while stu¬ dents at AC. poopfe . . . 98 o oi aitOitS ... 148 cfoSuig ... 178 tilde ... 188

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