Drake University - Quax Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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-- 'ff 3 , f I 4, These are some of the desperate queries frantic freshmen yearly make as they watch the familiar family car drive off, leaving them, bag and baggage, on the dorm lawn - the glass and brick building that's going to house them for a long nine months. For the first few days, nothing seems to go right - closet doors fall out at the slightest touch, beds are so low to the ground that muscles ache from the semi-squat position employed to sit on them, and the umpteen flights of stairs are evidence of Drake's plans for developing track stars. However, these problems fade when Sunday, Sep- tember l3 comes and the New Student Orientation Program begins. The freshman, who by this time al- most believes he's colored green, goes to his first meeting - leaving early so he'll have time to find his group leader, who sometimes turns out to be that cute guy or girl who caught his eye last night at Vic's. For the next week, a freshman's life is health tests, welcomes, convocations, auditions, meetings and- more meetings. After the harrowing ordeal of registration, freshmen face another trial, feeling doomed to being line-standers, they join another line of shouting, pushing, mangling book seekers at the University Bookstore. After this maior purchase, as they stare amazed into vacant pocketbooks, the importance of budgeting dawns. With this new lesson in mind, the new arrival returns to the dorm where many more are learned. Adiusting to community living, especially if he hates The new student's guide, Admissions Counselor Robert Martin, blazes the collegiate trail. peculiarities like chain-smoking, going to bed before midnight, or ending each sentence with cha cha cha, takes a little concentration. Many a frosh becomes a frustrated biped from the chaos of the buzzer system, from the anonymity of being a number, from forgetting to set the alarm clock or to pick up before the maids come in to clean, from endless waiting in the dinner line while the line grows long in front of you, from the terror of the D men, and the humiliation of the beanies.

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.,4' . vi f 'Mia ,.. . .1 f., A 9 Eventually, the Freshman adiustsp he ioins the crowd, he becomes collegiate. 4.. I N Orientation . . New Faces, New Places Confusion? f? What am I doing here? How will I ever learn my way around? My roommate and I just don'f have anything in corn- mon - good grief, why did I ever come to Drake University?

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Onward the 'A's' and 'Z's' ,i . 1 S f Ugh! Another schedule change . . . to the Assembly Line of Registration Through the fieldhouse front door tile the A's and B's, owners of such prized names as Aaron, Adams, and Brown. Through the fieldhouse side door sneak the Y's and Z's, unfortunates named Yancy, York, and Zimms. From all open- ings, they pour into registration f each seeking that elusive treasure, the perfect class schedule. Armed with much-thurnbed schedule books, uppercIassmen's advice on professors, well-sharpened pencils, and plenty of patience, students climb aboard the assembly line of registra- tion. The seemingly endless balcony wait is filled with voices - what do ya' mean, l need I6 hours of science? don't take that professor - he flunked me, business classes are just loaded with guys, man, l've got to get all morning classes - I can't hack another Friday afternoon lab.