The gamecock. (Columbia, S.C.) 1908-2006, September 13, 1978, Page Page 14, Image 14

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-h / JL VUf Ks/lU, ^ conflicting By Ellen Goodman TTie Boston Globe BOSTON ? I think it was Rebecca West who once described this society as one in which middle-aged men run around comnlaininiz about their mothers. But from the look of the best-seller list, where "My Mother, Myself" is spending its gestation period, we seem to be a nation where grown-up women are running around ruminating about their mothers. Fortunately, the author of this book. Nancv I Friday, is no sticky-fingered whiner like PoHnoy. Her book makes at least one direct hit a chapter. Is there a mother alive, for example, who wouldn't brush her daughter's hair From her eyes before she walked up to the podium to pick up her Nobel Prize? Is there a daughter who hasn't felt loved, comforted and yet infuriated and trapped by her mother's ability to "know" what she's fee 1 ing ? even 3,00 miles away? The incidents, the sensations and experiences of the women in this book often ring true. Vof cinr*D T fi re f ro Q ^ if T limr/t r A VV) UA?IVV M. JLAJLfcJfc 1 V?U It. A. 11 a V C uau U1C nagging feeling that something is missing. Friday's complaint is about maternal possessiveness, the inability of a mother to let go and of a daughter to get free. But she lacks the perspective that can only come from being a mother as well as a daughtrer. From the title to the end, Friday, a confirmed non-parent, presents a one-sided view of a twoway relationship. It is, therefore, for me, as flawed as a one-sided explanation of a car accident. It is perhaps impossible to fully portray symbiosis or the drama of dependency without a sense of the wrenching, overpowering life Ica^ci icucc ui paicnuiuuu. /vii ui me mainstream American child-raising values lead us only to function as young, independent adults in the years between our childhood and our parenthood. But children, no matter how planned, no matter how longed for, come into most of our lives as a crisis of chance. There is an almost physical shock ? the shock of responsibility, Lthe shock of infant dependency. <"i ? .? <%< *>,4 >.? < ? ? ? ?## ??? , 1 'Ull/Ub J Wis f emotions Kids arrive bearing baggage full of nightmares about neglect and aaytime terrors of guilt. We begin to do things we once laughed at ? making midnight breathing checKs and mental lists of what can go wrong. Whole highways of feeling are suddenly. nermanentlv. nnf?n#vi whilp npptnin Avonuoc JT ^ J - ^ V%?MS VI * ViiMVU VA options are suddenly, temporarily, closed. We become responsible. We see the world as a far more treacherous place. We train ourselves to keep danger in childproof bottles. We turn our lives, like Cinderella-s, around time clocks and are self-disciplined into putting the needs of another above our own. Parenting does not, at least these days, come naturally. No matter how softened by love, it nrrivpc shinninalv TVioro Sc nnf vw uvtuaiulM,*/ AtlVIV IvJ ilUt VlflJ UiC 111 >31 shock of infant dependence, but the simultaneous notion that the business of a "successful" parent is to raise strong, independent people. Just like we were. Travelling through parenthood we hear not only warnings about the evils of neglect and the ends of smothering, but other voices ? our children. It isn't only the parents who act and the children who react. It is a fluid and rich and complicated interaction. I'm convinced that it is as difficult fnr a growing child to acknowledge and accept the separate life of a parent as it is for a parent to aclknowledge that in a child. Our children want us to be totally available but never demanding, totally dependable but never dependent. So, together we lurch througn the mutual experience of childhood and parenthood. Together we struggle to calibrate the an propriate distance Between suffocating symbiosis and neglect. We try to find a way to hold each other, to hug without grasping. This process, as difficult as it is eternal, isn't just a matter of My Mother, Myself. It flows on and on...My Mother, Myselfl My Daughter...a story that can only grow richer with sequels. (c) 1978, The Boston Globe Newspaper Company ? Washington Post Writers Group - .- 'V i - i.. f" t'v * \ Ji/y - /JBr v rv Operators servef To the editor: I find since last year that USC operators are basically still the same way they were a year ago ? inconsiderate, ill-informed and uncooperative. Not long ago, l asked for a number to a certain department at the university and I was told by the USC operators, that the number was in my directory. Well, operators, if you don't know by now, there are at least some 32 to 40 blind students on campus who are not able to read anything that is in print unless the print is raised like braille dots. Naturally this excludes directories. I didn't tell her anything this time, but the next time I call and ask for a number, she should ask me why I didn't look the number up in my student directory, then I can say it would do me no good since all tinivprsitv stnHpnt Hiri>rtnripn ?pp in nrint If the university payed for just one directory to be published in braille, although this would be time consuming, they would be doing people like myself and others on campus who are not able to see, a great favor. The university should have one of its several thousand print copies put in braille and eliminate operators altogether. They are of little or no service. Therefore, the university is wasting money. Furthermore, the operators probably would not even have their jobs if it were not for people in my predicament, and I'm sorry operator, but it wasn't my fault that I happen to be blind. Wouldn't it be nice if they just had one in Kraillo? 'Dion T uiaiiM ktirf A Iivn A wvuiu nui Iit*vc iu UUg JUU ou I11UU1, upci CtWUI If an operator's job is not to be of service to people like myself, then I would like someone to tell me exactly what their job is. Most of the time they don't even answer the phone when someone rings their number. Jose Duvall Journalism Senior T~? _i j_ i n r\,esiueni, commenas an To the editor: I would like to give thanks and appreciation through this letter to those people who initiated and followed through with the replacement of Horseshoe (Rutledge)residents (who were displaced due to renovation) into the newly renovated Horseshoe dorms, namely Desaussure. All Rutledge residents interested in "footing the bill" were contacted in the summer, told the dorms would be ready and were asked if they wanted a nlhCP in nMaUSfilim A r\( lintirl 1 ' ' ' " , v? iicuu wuiiv unu money nas gone inio uiese dorms making them the best dorms on campus. I appreciate and thank Dr. James B. Campbell for his help; furthermore, 1 especially thank David McCauley, the associate director of housing, for his time and hard work in coordinating and administrating the follow through of the replacement. Special thanks is also given, at least by me, to Cynthia Forrest, the area coordinator of the Horseshoe last year. Sudhir Sohoni has also done his best in managing the Horseshoe fnr tho nact co?o?-oi :?1 ? ? t - ?uvfviui jraio. iiioiiAa i? given iu all unmentioned such as construction workers, secretaries, etc. | Mike Rohrabaugh Psychology, History Major ... 1 Qamecock " ' I Founded 190* I Mark J. Lundgren Editor In Chief Don Fobes Wire Editor \ | Jim Phillips New* Editor Afjl Barry J.Glenn Entertainment Editor UIIP?* Mike Hunt Sports Editor .mrnVW Stephen McCormack Graphics Editor Mitch Sherwood Codv Desk Chief ^ _ 4^ } Judy Sims Editorial Page Editor Janice Wood Graduate Assistant _ *" "? CarynJacobl Assistant News Editor *mmm v. Brett Friedlander.. Assistant Sports Editor * ?? ?"A i - Skot Garrlck Assist Ent. Editor Jill Grltfin Ad Manager Fran George Production Manager jot ciernmensen General Manager Sam McKee Business Manager The Gamecock welcomes letters from Its readers. Letters should be a maximum of 300 words and must be signed with the writer's correct name. Pseudonyms or other aliases are not acceptable, but the writer's name will be withheld If requested and circumstances warrant. Please in elude the telephone number and mailing address where you can be reached to assist us in verifying the identity of the writer. Also, include class standing and ma|or. We reserve the right to edit all tetters for space limitations, but not for content. Please address letters to: Campus Opinion, The Gamecock, Drawer A, USC, Columbia, S C. JWO?. Opinions expressed in the Gamecock are those, If signed, ot the writer and, if un signed, of the senior editorial staff. 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