Harding College - Petit Jean Yearbook (Searcy, AR)

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WWIQH m M y allegtwll mg l Christian friendships last forever Last Monday night at Mazzio's, I watched you. You almost caught me twice, but I turned away just in time. I feared you would see the glint of tears in my eyes. May is just too close. 50 many of us sat there, as our tradition demand- ed, eating stringy, hot pizza. So much laughter, touching, and love surround- ed me - I'll feel a little sad on Monday nights after we've parted. Then Tuesday in the student center you hugged me for no reason. Those are the best kind of hugs, no reason hugs. But even at 8:45 in the morning, we both knew the reason. Then, on my least favorite chapel day, a hurting realization hit me when, for the last time, I heard the this is the final day to drop classes announce- ment among the usual Wednesday dozen. Knowing that this marked one of the last days we would sit in chapel, hit me harder. I never believed those who said I would miss chapel...until today. After chapel that day, just like you knew I would, I checked my mail. right 27, left 42, right 49, I expected a black hole, bills, or bulletins. I found a loud- yellow note with clashing red ink on it. I could almost hear you saying the words you had written. I laughed aloud; you write the silliest things. I don't know why my chest felt so heavy when I folded up the paper. I'll save it along with the Hershey's kiss you gave me so casually once. IDoes chocolate mold'n Are Thursdays as special to you as they are to me? A lighter classload, the beginning of the downhill slide to the weekend - so many good things come on Thursday. My favorite part of all ends the day, the devotional. You are always there. Sometimes I can tell, just by looking at you, that you too feel the bond, the closeness we share in our unity with the Trinity. I can see the Father's love in many eyes; I know the Son through several hearts; I feel the Comforter in hugs, especially yours. I always sleep easier on Thursday nights. But tonight e tonight I can't sleep. so many things flitter through my mind, but, most of all, I keep thinking of the banquet. I handled the evening well, until your voice cracked once. I regained my composure...until the slide show. 0 honestly believe whoever started showing slides at banquets en- joyed watching seniors crumbleJ That final song during the slides, I've heard it so often this year. Tonight, unlike the other times, it cut to my heart. You'll always come to my mind when I hear it. I'll miss being with you - I'll miss you being with me when it plays. My tears tonight when the song ended fell for you. I gave you part of my heart tonight to take with you. Nothing will ever fill that void until you return. You will return, I know. Friends are friends forever, if the Lord's the Lord of them. And a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. Though it's hard to let you go, in the Father's hands we know, A lifetime's not too long to live as friends. Take care, my forever friend. - Karen Roseberry t! - photo by Ron Pacheco. Spiritual Life 25

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Sc0ping Harding-styl Finding fit Hills easy 1 t really does happen here at Harding. Everywhere. It happens in the cafeteria, the student center, the library. It occurs in chapel, church, campus movies and at all sporting events. It is done in the laundrymat, on the front lawn, and from the second floor windows of all buildings on campus. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Harding scope. Please, feign not shock or disbelief, for you know quite well that this is an in- tegral part of your life. Being the vibrant youth which you are, you are constantly aware of the examples of the opposite sex which spin in, through, and out of your life every minute of every day. And as they spin through, you check them out. This is the scope, and its forms are many. Take, for instance, the innocuous setting of the library. Picture 3 young man at a table in the periodical reading room. His position is such that he can see clearly all those who enter and exit the room. The book is propped up on the table partially obscuring his face. His look is intense. A young woman enters the room. His eyes dart up over the book to lock on her as she makes her way to a table. His mind is whirring, filing bits of data, retreiving others, until she is cataloged and secured in his mind. His eyes are still fixed on her . . . wait, she's looking up . . . she sees him . . . eye contact is made. The scope is over. What Table talk. Freshman Stephanie Elchuch sophomore Suzan Hen- son, and junior Iam'ce Ogburn, chit chat while sitting at the Mex- ican Aid table set up by Campus Ministry in the Student Center, a popular place to socialize. - photo by Ieff Robinson. 26 Scoping f you know where to look we now have is an encounter, which is entirely different, and, in most cases, is never followed up. Scoping is not at all limited to the males. In fact, the women are constantly scoping guys, no matter the situation. Case in point: A young man who leads in church or chapel. The second he ap- proaches the podium, every female in the building is rating him. Shamelessly. The following is a glimpse into the thoughts of a young lady as she observes the young man on display. OK, nice approach. Confident. Pretty tie. Maybe a lighter shade of red would be nicer. Nice hair, too. Oh, wow, nice speaking voice. He announced the number twice. Good. Here's the im- portant part . . . oh . . . well, maybe he just had surgery. Nice suit though. Now, that guy sitting on the left . . . Ah, young ladies, am I correct? The scope is a many faceted ordeal. Sometimes the scopee is quite aware that he or she is under observation and this tends to alter behavior in a most peculiar manner. For example, we all know that whenever anyone ascends or descends the bleachers at a sporting event all eyes are on, not the game but the party climbing about in front of us. When thousands of eyes are turned upon a person, certain alterations take place. In males, the chest juts out the shoulders are thrown back and the aggressive swagger is adopted. In females, the walk takes on a bit more, ah, personality and rhythm than usual. If you do not believe, watch closely at the nex game. The cheerleaders are not the 0111 ones putting on a show. Scoping at ground level is fun, but to the scoping purist, altitude is a must Hence the scope from the second floor 0 the Bible building. This height advantag- has many blessings, not the least of whic is anonymity. Also, the panoramic vie is awe inspiring. The scope angle includ- the library, the entire front lawn and th approaches from all the women's dorms Truly a perfect scope. The student center scope is the mos basic of all scopes. So basic that hig school students test their skill there durin Spring Sing weekend. They always mis the entire purpose of the scope, that 0 anonymous observance. A high schoo student scope is characterized by lou- giggling, a noticeable amount of winkin and nudging and audible salivation Totally without class. We have merely taken a glimpse at th wonderful world of scoping. The tip 0 the iceburg, as it were. There still remai the Wendy's drive thru scope, the chape balcony scope, and the cinemascope, th latter being the act of checking oul everyone else's date at a movie. Taking all this into consideration, it i apparent that the scope is universal. It i in every aspect of our lives, and it is . beautiful thing. Treat it with respect. B aware of its power. And remember - . scope is a terrible thing to wastem - by Todd Thompson