We All Misinterpreted First Question on Written Comps - Wednesday, April 7, 1965

The social psych test was almost a written comp in itself, so I feel about written and studied out. I just hope I did well on it. Dr. Pai graded his part of the comps last night. He said everyone misinterpreted the first question. He "failed" two people. That makes us all feel a little uneasy. No one can say that majoring in education is a snap. I'll have to review arithmetic for elementary teachers before my departmental oral tomorrow.

Wrote on Eight Aspects of Education on Written Comps - Tuesday, April 6, 1965

Written comps are over, as we knew that inevitably sooner or later they had to be. This is something that it's hard to believe is over. I didn't think they were too bad. We had to write on two concepts of the mind, attitudes and values, learning theory, and curriculum, organization and administration. I received a letter from the North Kansas City system inviting me to make an appointment for an interview, so I got one for next Tuesday. Now I've been studying for the social psych test tomorrow as if it were another comp.

Feel Ready for Comps as Chimes are Working Again - Monday, April 5, 1965

As soon as I get my hair set I'm going to bed. I feel quite competent about written comps tomorrow, and as the saying goes, "If I don't know it now, it's too late anyway." It doesn't seem possible that that time is finally here. I don't mean "finally" either - it all came so soon. I mean "final" in the sense that others (underclassmen) are now asking me about comps rather than the other way around. This was a sleepy and rainy day - quite appropriate for walking around in a daze. Yay - the chimes are working again.

Went to a Spaghetti and Meatballs Dinner at the Schurrs - Sunday, April 4, 1965

The Schurrs had a dinner for the student council members tonight. Mrs. Schurr's spaghetti and meatballs and tossed salad were delicious. Rather than go to the joint MJC-WJC meeting on a constitutionality case tonight, we concluded that I'm no longer a member since I was replaced by Terri Osuga - at least that was my excuse for not going. The choir concert this afternoon was good. Today I read Dewey's Experience and Education. It's raining a gentle spring rain.

The Best Man: Memories of Goldwater Campaign - Saturday, April 3, 1965

This Saturday - the one before comps - passed quickly - too quickly. I was lazy until 10:00. This afternoon we were supposed to have some WJC cases but Kathy got mixed up on the time and went to KC instead, so we had to postpone them. At the library I did more reading. I'm not worried about comps - I hope that's not bad. Evelyn, Barb and I went to the movie about a presidential campaign, The Best Man. Parts of it reminded me of Goldwater and last summer's campaign.

Talked with Vivien on Way to Holly's Tutoring Session - Friday, April 2, 1965

The worst Friday night in the dorm is the one just after I've broken up with someone (as if that's a common practice for me!). I saw Vivien briefly (too briefly) on my way to tutor Holly. She said Seth had been causing them some problems. I don't like the sound of that. I read some tonight thinking toward comps and the social psych test. I went over to the J.R. to get some punch and potato chips. Some of Park's student union dances really drag.

Park Plans New Student Union and Dorm by Fall of 1966 - Thursday, April 1, 1965

Evelyn took Jean and me to the Dari-Sweet in Riverside tonight in the new Volkswagen. We decided we owed such "running around" to ourselves. This morning in assembly President Mohler, Mr. Norrington and some of the architects presented plans for a new student union and dormitory to be completed by the fall of 1966. The college is applying for a $1,000,000 loan to finance construction. We all think perhaps spring finally "sprung" for good today. I really can't believe that I am in my last month as a student at Park College.

Small Gifts, a Thank You Note, Poems and a Letter - Wednesday, March 31, 1965

I just finished getting a haircut from Evelyn. It really needed it. In my mailbox today was the $8.00 Seth owed me, a note saying, "Thank you for the lovely evening," and a silver heart pendant engraved: a gift of love ()(). I wrote him a nice letter and gave him one of Oneita's poetry books and a poem I wrote as a sophomore. The commencement announcements arrived at the bookstore today. At the senior class meeting I made the suggestion for the class gift we plan to donate money for: a stereo or TV set for the new student union. I'm in charge of getting food from Commons for the class party.

Applied to Teach in North Kansas City School District - Tuesday, March 30, 1965

Tonight Mr. Carey had a review session for written comps. Then I got ambitious and wrote out an application and supplementary letter for the North Kansas City School District. I have become impatient waiting for R-5 to call me in for an interview. I certainly hope I hear from one or the other soon. I'd like to know my position by commencement. I guess Dee and I will teach most, if not all, of our referrals for the June remedial reading program. Evelyn has been in bed with the flu all day. Phyllis sent a letter to Seth so I passed it on to him via his mailbox.

Reflection on a Year as the President of Stephens - Monday, March 29, 1965

Nancy Rohlfing will be the new president of Stephens. She should make a good one. Winnie Fleming will be vice president; Diane Calvert will be secretary; Carol Dotts, treasurer; Kathy Amayo and Rita Hoover, house council members. So I'm free of another responsibility. It has been quite a year. I'm going to miss being president of Stephens. I made some mistakes, but the experience has taught me a lot. It didn't take long to "get over" Seth - I suppose that's unfortunate considering how much I meant to him. I got a B+ on the Family test.

It is Time Again for Another Guy in Life to go His Way - Sunday, March 28, 1965

I don't know how long it has been that I have just sat and read continually - all afternoon and evening with the exception of a half hour out for supper. Of course, Seth kept crossing my mind. We smiled at each other as I walked out of Commons at noon. Being defiant, I suppose, he had gone to dinner in his jacket and Terry had apparently not let him through the line. They were sitting and talking. However, it is time again for another guy in my life to go his way and me mine.

Tonight Seth Said Goodbye for the Last Time - Saturday, March 27, 1965

I feel terrible. Seth just said goodbye for the last time. I'm ashamed of the way I treated him tonight, but I just felt as if our relationship shouldn't continue. Given a few years, Seth should be quite a man. He said the nicest things just before he left. In my heart I feel the same way. I'm depressed and bewildered. Probably if I'd not chosen to walk through Mackay the night of February 2 some of the "storm and stress" in two individuals' lives never would have occurred. He thinks so much of me, and I was selfish. We went to the House of Toy on the Plaza with Vivien and Charlie tonight.