Mississippi College - Tribesman Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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. . ' ' '41 if 'ti'-1 im- Af Vis w? V 5 , Q5 3' A I. s if E E 7 3 Ns l tier K-. '. Darkness. Lights. Music swelling. My classmates transformed into characters from Shakespeare, Milton, Marlowe through the magic of the theatre. I sit enjoying every line, every lyric. A laugh rises from my throat, my hands applaud-How good to be entertained. The solitude of quiet and night when studies, meetings, laughter stops. When moonlight dances across the floor, when l have time to think, to plan, to worry, darkness scmehow magnifies my fears and frustrations. But no matter how defected how depressed I may feel, there is One who watches with His care. I am not alone. I3

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Crocus. Pushing up with the determination born of springtime. Parties, banquets. They all seem to come with spring. The days grow warmer, longer. My time with friends shorter. So much to be clone, to do. Dicl I make it? Well, just barely An A there. That is good. Those books seemed so thick at first. I tried. I learned. K , , ,I