Bethel University - Spire Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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A great deal of learning at college is non-academic. Values are sifted and arranged with eyes focused on the future as it fits with truth learned today. This woman finds the formation of her ideals most intensely challenged in the tension between Bethel and the rest of our world... Sept. 17 This evening, between some fruitless hours in the library and catching the Silvercrest bus. I went to the bathroom. After I sounded the roar of the toilet, suddenly, silence ... I felt the absence of all my worries. All alone, I hummed some low notes, and rich acoustics surrounded me. (It sounds like I’m talking about Nirvana!) Then I had a stare-down with myself in the mirror and asked. Why do I always feel so relaxed in public restrooms?” Still don’t know. On the bus my mind whirled like a top. Images ricocheted in my head, from the chapel singer, to the dining room, to FA 313 — all over the campus — and between all these, in kaleidoscope fashion, appeared faces and shacks I had seen last summer around the Appalachian mission. Wish every student could do SMP. Sometimes I wonder what Gretchen would think if she walked around Bethel. Working in the coal mines got her nothing but dirty lungs. I hope all is well with her. Sept. 20 ... Why can't men just say what they mean! Tom made me so frustrated in the Lemon Lounge today. If he feels hurt because Kathy isn’t interested in him, why does he beat around the bush? I can just picture some guy writing in his journal tonight, Why can’t women just say what they mean? Any rate, it’s easier to decipher Egyptian hieroglyphics than to translate what some guys say.

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no Sept. 28 . . . Finally figures out why I like public restrooms. On my C-mod. break, having made a jaunt to the v omen's room by Doc’s, it occurred to me that public restrooms have no particular” connection with their location, except for a few pipes. Har Mar Theaters, Perkins’ Steak and Cake, and Bethel could all swap restrooms and life would go on as usual. So why am I so fond of them? Somehow. Bethel’s bathrooms join me with the whole world. Since last summer, the notion of living in two worlds has bothered me. I want to live in one world — the world God made. Otherwise I'll end up being two people. I may be weird, but what of it? Everybody is weird. And blessed are those who don’t mind themselves. Oct. 21 . . . Hot debate in Human Devel. today — lifestyle issue. Class buzzed like a beehive. Right now I'm more into life” rather than style. Thought of this Steve Turner poem: History repeats itself. Has to. No one listens. ... Idea for Senior Sem. Psych, paper: examine what things change or don’t change in a person as they age.