1977-1978 Yearbook

The day is broken by chapel and lunch. This year two chapel sessions are characterize<;l by 1,250 filled chapel seats and foldout chairs down the three floor aisles. The student body divides the whole into two halves - early chapel at 11:00 while the rest eat lunch and then exchange as late chapel commences at 11 :45 and the lines at Pattie Cobb and American Heritage once again lengthen . Chapel means different things to different people . For some it is a time to study, catch up on lost sleep , or a time to sit next to a special person; but to others, it is a chance to skip and complete the overdue. Its purpose, though, however fulfilling to the individual, is to pause in the day for worship - singing and praying to, and meditating on the One who made this mundane Monday so , glorious . The Student Association is directing chapel as they will the rest of the week. Their theme is "God is active in the lives of His children " and In first chapel David Cranford reads promises that God will protect hi s children , from Daniel 6:33 and Psalms 121. A visit to the student center is never complete without checking the club boxes . Fastened to a wall left of the front entrance, it is attended by such a hub of news seekers that those attempting only to enter the student center must shuffle through the crowd. Today the assembly is segregated into cliques of the respective clubs who are conveying announcements of meetings, football games and other club news among Here are some of the students who are "taking it easy" this afternoon: · 1. KENT JOHNSON BROWSES through the card selection in the bookstore. 2. JANE DAVIS AND CATHIE BINNS FIND time for conversation and some refreshments from the snack bar. J. RON DICKER AIMS for a direct shot in his leisure pool game. themselves so that they actually appear to be holding club meetings . The main attraction to the student center are the mail boxes, which are visited by almost every student several times a day. Although today is Veteran 's Day and no mail will be delivered, there are still many students who cannot resist inclinations to check their boxes. The combinations have become as familiar as social security lumbers with most students and the dials are turned almost without thought. Many close their boxes with disappointment after peering into them to find " air mail. " For others, the disillusionment is delayed as they shuffle through a deceiving stack of letters , only to discover that it is all for their boxmates. Accepting his fate, one student removes last week 's,College Church Bulletin and stuffs his competitor's mail back into the box. On days like today, even a job offer from the Financial Aids Office or a bill from the Business Office is welcomed . Campus mail saves the hopes of some, however: a scripture card from a secret club brother or sister, cookies from a friend , or perhaps a romanti c note from a sweetheart. The ones who do receive letters find seats and read them and the ones without have quick conversations . Whatever the outcome, the 12:25 bell rings and the crowd dissipates into various activities. Midday moves into afternoon, having been established through routines of classes, chapels, lunch, and mail checks, the everyday grooves . The 12:30 bell signals the beginning of class for Analytical Chemistry, Russia and the Soviet Union, Principles of Christian Living, and 44 other afternoon classes. Many students , however, remain in the Student Center. The activities here are diverse: some can be found in the snack bar sipping soft drinks with friends; others attempt to study amid the clamor of music and conversation ; the television in the lobby is relating a broken love affair of a soap opera; and in the Bison Lanes, challengers compete in foosball , pool, and bowling. One Day· 21

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