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Page 2 Letters to the Editor scow Fellow Guilford Students: Often, because of a "Desire to intimately infract with nature" or just plain laziness, we disregard sidewalks and tread on the grass. 'At first, such shortcuts seem harmless; today, however, our campus lawn bears scars of abuse. Take, for instance, the Dirt| Road that has formed between Founders walkway and Duke Memorial. Okay. We have three alternatives. One, to put up more sidewalks where these paths currently exist Two, to rope off the grounds or build hedges across lawns on campus. Or three, to take rt upon ourselves to avoid walking on the grass. We assume that the last alternative would be the most practical. Further, it would preserve the grounds and keep them more "natural." The grass is disappearing; it is obliterated and carried into the Library, Archdale, Founders, Milner, and just about every other building on campus. Also, when it rains, the dirt that becomes mud is tracked onto floors, ceilings, whatever. Obviously, we'll have to do something sooner or later. Let's do it now. The Community Senate To the Editor I have been contemplating writing this letter for a long time. Since my days at Guilford are limited I feel the time is now or never to express some of my personal concerns and ideas about my four years at Guilford. Before proceeding however let me state that the following comments arel editorial. They are based on my own personal feelings and experiences during my stay at Guilford College. It is imperative that the readers remember that what is stated in this article is based only on my feelings as an individual Black student, although the particulars may have been experienced by others. When I first arrived at Guilford College in August of 1973 and saw the campus, I told my father to take me back home. I said this not out of dislike for the way the campus looked, but I was simply expressing my fear of the unknown. I knew very little about Guilford except that it was located in Greensboro, N.C, the place with the coliseum. My knowledge about the school was limited to what my high school counselor had told me. I chose Guilford for basically two reasons. The first one was that I had a close relationship with my counselor and trusted her recommendation. The second reason being that out of 7 colleges I applied^to, Guilford gave me the most financial aid. So these two factors were the primary reasons I came to Guilford. To this day I can remember my high school counselor saying, "Alicia, Guiford is a good school, the people there are very friendly and at this school you won't be a computer number, but you will be known as Alicia Chandler." t knew Guilford was predominantly white, but I didn't realize how few number of Blacks it had enrolled here. The fact that there were so few Blacks at this school made my adjustment to college life even more difficult. After going to practically all black public schools in a predominantly black city, (Washington, D.C.), you better believe it was very difficult at first for me to adjust to being the only Black person in a classroom, living with a white roomate, having all white instructors and finally interacting with so few ' number of Black students. It is not to be misconstrued that this problem of adjustment has been resolved because it is just that this situation is a little less threatening than it was four years ago. Because * of this very threatening situation and my fears I took a very passive role in every aspect of college life during my first semester. This passiveness subsided especially in the course BHTC. Unlike Guilford's s required curriculum today it was required that all freshmen women take BHTC their first two semesters in school. I hated this course and my hate- red for BHTC caused me to get up the nerve to talk to my professor. I can remember telling him how much I hated this course, its readings and how I felt that the course was very irrelevant. Further I told him how I felt that the course was white-oriented and one black authored book, Autobiography of Malcolm X, didn't make the course applicable to me as a Black person. My anger was intensified when the class finally began dis- cussing Malcolm X and I was asked to give some insight as Continued on Page* ;
Object Description
Title | Letters to the Editor: Black Student Reflections |
Date | 1977-04-26 |
Creator | Chandler, Alice R. |
Biographical/historical note | Alice R. Chandler was a member of the Guilford College class of 1977. |
Subject headings | Guilford College |
Topics | Race relations at Guilford College |
Place | Greensboro (N.C.) |
Description | This April 26, 1977 letter to the editor was published in the Guilford College student newspaper, The Guilfordian, and relates the experiences of class of '77 student Alice Chandler as an African American student at the predominantly white school. |
Type | text |
Original format | clippings |
Original publisher | Greensboro, N.C. : Guilford College |
Language | en |
Contributing institution | Friends Historical Collection, Hege Library, Guilford College |
Source collection | The Guilfordian (Civil Rights Clippings) |
Rights statement | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/CNE/1.0/ |
Additional rights information | COPYRIGHT NOT EVALUATED. The copyright status of this item has not been fully evaluated and may vary for different parts of the item. The user is responsible for determining actual copyright status for any reuse of the material. |
Object ID | GUI_GuilfordianCRG.1133 |
Digital publisher | The University of North Carolina at Greensboro, University Libraries, PO Box 26170, Greensboro NC 27402-6170, 336.334.5305 -- http://library.uncg.edu/ |
Sponsor | LSTA grant administered by the North Carolina State Library -- http://statelibrary.ncdcr.gov/ld/grants/lsta.html |
OCLC number | 884367875 |
Page/Item Description
Title | Page 1 |
Full text | Page 2 Letters to the Editor scow Fellow Guilford Students: Often, because of a "Desire to intimately infract with nature" or just plain laziness, we disregard sidewalks and tread on the grass. 'At first, such shortcuts seem harmless; today, however, our campus lawn bears scars of abuse. Take, for instance, the Dirt| Road that has formed between Founders walkway and Duke Memorial. Okay. We have three alternatives. One, to put up more sidewalks where these paths currently exist Two, to rope off the grounds or build hedges across lawns on campus. Or three, to take rt upon ourselves to avoid walking on the grass. We assume that the last alternative would be the most practical. Further, it would preserve the grounds and keep them more "natural." The grass is disappearing; it is obliterated and carried into the Library, Archdale, Founders, Milner, and just about every other building on campus. Also, when it rains, the dirt that becomes mud is tracked onto floors, ceilings, whatever. Obviously, we'll have to do something sooner or later. Let's do it now. The Community Senate To the Editor I have been contemplating writing this letter for a long time. Since my days at Guilford are limited I feel the time is now or never to express some of my personal concerns and ideas about my four years at Guilford. Before proceeding however let me state that the following comments arel editorial. They are based on my own personal feelings and experiences during my stay at Guilford College. It is imperative that the readers remember that what is stated in this article is based only on my feelings as an individual Black student, although the particulars may have been experienced by others. When I first arrived at Guilford College in August of 1973 and saw the campus, I told my father to take me back home. I said this not out of dislike for the way the campus looked, but I was simply expressing my fear of the unknown. I knew very little about Guilford except that it was located in Greensboro, N.C, the place with the coliseum. My knowledge about the school was limited to what my high school counselor had told me. I chose Guilford for basically two reasons. The first one was that I had a close relationship with my counselor and trusted her recommendation. The second reason being that out of 7 colleges I applied^to, Guilford gave me the most financial aid. So these two factors were the primary reasons I came to Guilford. To this day I can remember my high school counselor saying, "Alicia, Guiford is a good school, the people there are very friendly and at this school you won't be a computer number, but you will be known as Alicia Chandler." t knew Guilford was predominantly white, but I didn't realize how few number of Blacks it had enrolled here. The fact that there were so few Blacks at this school made my adjustment to college life even more difficult. After going to practically all black public schools in a predominantly black city, (Washington, D.C.), you better believe it was very difficult at first for me to adjust to being the only Black person in a classroom, living with a white roomate, having all white instructors and finally interacting with so few ' number of Black students. It is not to be misconstrued that this problem of adjustment has been resolved because it is just that this situation is a little less threatening than it was four years ago. Because * of this very threatening situation and my fears I took a very passive role in every aspect of college life during my first semester. This passiveness subsided especially in the course BHTC. Unlike Guilford's s required curriculum today it was required that all freshmen women take BHTC their first two semesters in school. I hated this course and my hate- red for BHTC caused me to get up the nerve to talk to my professor. I can remember telling him how much I hated this course, its readings and how I felt that the course was very irrelevant. Further I told him how I felt that the course was white-oriented and one black authored book, Autobiography of Malcolm X, didn't make the course applicable to me as a Black person. My anger was intensified when the class finally began dis- cussing Malcolm X and I was asked to give some insight as Continued on Page* ; |