Like the sheet of paper that was inserted into this typewriter a few thought-wracked minutes ago, the school year that begins today is a blank.
In just a few minutes—we hope—the paper will be pulled from the roller, curled a little and stained by the first few drops from our flow of editorial wisdom.
It will be dropped into an envelope, whisked to the printers, cast in type, fitted into a page form, printed, distributed, read by a few intrepid students, used to wrap sandwiches by others, filed in our office, and finally bound in hard covers—the first bit of evidence on the success or failure of the 76th Varsity year.
Similarly, your year will fly by, a whirl of football week-ends, parties, new teachers, new friends, and possibly lectures, notes, books, essays, labs and the myriad other things that make a university career. In a few months it will turn into that final sprint for exam success.
Just as this editorial will remain as a small, but permanent indication of our ability to meet a newspaper’s responsibility to its readers, so will your year’s results—not only those earned in examinations—stand as permanent marks in the story of your life.
It is an awesome thought.
