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THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
Thursday November 5,1987 Vol.98,No.54
Published since 1889 by the students of the University of Kansas
(USPS 650-640)
Admissions plan supported in poll
By NOEL GERDES
Staff writer
Almost 60 percent of KU faculty members support a selective admissions proposal by Board of Regents executive director Stanley Koplik, according to a survey released yesterday by the University Senate Executive Committee.
SenEx sent about 1,175 forms to faculty members Oct. 23, asking them whether they supported the proposal on selective admissions with few or minor reservations, whether they supported the concept of selective admissions but did not like Kopilik's proposal and whether they supported the current open admissions policy.
Kopik's proposal would require in-state students to complete a recommended high school curriculum with a grade point average of 2.0 or higher, a score 23 or higher on the ACT composite or rank in the top third of their graduating class to be admitted to the University of Kansas.
About 366, or 31 percent, of the forms were returned.
Under the current policy, any student who graduates from an accredited Kansas high school automatically is admitted to KU.
About 125 people wrote additional comments, Wick said. The specific comments were not available yesterday.
Sandra Wick, SenEx administrative assistant, said the survey might not accurately represent faculty opinion, because those who took time to answer the survey probably had the strongest feelings on the issue.
HELLHOLE
Evelyn Swartz, SenEx chairman, said she wasn't surprised that most faculty supported selective admissions in the survey. She said she thought the comments were the most interesting part of the survey.
Story by DEBBIE BENGTSON
"Funding is clearly on people's minds," Swartz said.
Illustration by Dave Eames
H ellhole is what I dubbed my apartment this summer. It was on the third floor of an old
house. It was the attic fixed up into uncomfortable living. It was two bedrooms, one bathroom and a kitchen. On any given day temperatures could range from 104 to 235 degrees. My roommate and I attempted to install an air conditioner . . . once.
In 115 degree heat I broke down and decided that I would spare no expense to buy an air conditioner. In the newspaper I found one for one hundred dollars. I picked it up the same day. Amy, my roommate, and I drove to a town with a nice appliance store. They had assured me, over the phone, that they would take care of the installation. We got there to find out they would install it into the trunk of my car. After picking out the air conditioner and asking all the proper questions, I pulled out my checkbook. I asked the friendly sales rep if he'd knock a few bucks off the price. He said he would drop ten dollars. It was a deal. I signed the check while Amy laughed. She got so much amusement seeing me be “se cheap”. Carl, as seen by his name tag on his uniform, a rather large man with hairy hands — I saw his wedding ring and tried to imagine his wife — carried out the 'ol AC unit to my trunk. He loaded that baby without a scratch to my little car, and on the way to cooler days were Amy and I.
I was so excited. The idea of not waking up in pools of sweat each and every morning got me where it counts. And Amy was looking toward to not having to crawl on her hands and knees in search of cool air. We pulled into the ungentle drive of Hellhole and sat there. Neither one of us spoke. We had anticipated the climb up those wooden stairs - all four flights. Finally, Amy the Taurus (you know they are prone to be leaders), broke the silence. "Debbie, c'mon. It won't be that bad. It will be easier if we just think of how cool it will finally be. The sooner we do it the sooner it will be cool." I hate when anyone my age preaches like that, but coming from Amy it just sounded normal. So I got out and opened the trunk and without thinking too terribly much about it, we carried that lug of coolness up four flights of fire-hazardous stairs.
Both of us were panting as we reached my bedroom. I moved my bed-sheet/curtain out of the
way and opened the window. On course it would not stay open on its own, so I had to play the role of a contortionist; I placed my foot in the windowsill while both hands were helping Amy heave the unit up. Not an easy task. The windowsill looked almost too sturdy. I knew that at any moment it was either to fall out the window onto the head of the dear postman or on the floor of my bedroom through the ceiling of the next apartment. We took our chances. Two over-heated, crazed women will take chances like that only once too often. It can be frightening. We secured the mammoth air conditioning unit on the frail and weak window. We plugged it in. It worked. Amy and I looked at each other with silly grins. We were now the proud parents of a used air conditioner.
As some parents know and feel every day, it is easy to be disappointed with your children. Our child was no exception. For when we plugged it in, it ran a short time and died. It took with it my clock-radio, my stereo and the television. Amy and I mourned in silence . . . for about ten seconds then the obscenities started.
"AARRGGHH, why does crap like this always happen to me, WHY?" I screamed. Amy looked at me and started to laugh.
"Well, what in the hell are we going to do NOW!" I yelled. "I suppose it will be naturally cooler in here since there will be no blaring electric light in my room."
She was babbling nonsense, and Amy knew that if anything was to be done about this we would have to start now before I broke totally.
"Well, Deb," she looked at me I was on the floor on my knees with my hand clenched to my face, "I don't think it is broken it just saps too much energy from
She said many faculty members would support selective admissions if they thought the state might change the way it allocated money to KU.
the room. Let's put it in my room." And then in an understanding tone — like a school nurse — "Maybe it will work in my room." The words came out slowly. She did not know me very well; she did not know I had a tendency for the over dramatic; I think she was scared. I got up and helped her move the AC unit into her room. We set the AC up in her windowsill, but not with the same excitement or antiposition that had been exhibited earlier. It was as if we were parents all over again. Now we knew what to expect: not much.
We hadn't plugged it in yet. The devastating shock had been too much for me, and Amy sensed this. She looked at me with her big green eyes and handed me the cord to plug in. I reached out and took that cord into my hand. "This is the cord that killed my room," I kept thinking. I sainted over to the electrical socket and looked at Amy. She gave me the thumbsup signal and I preceded to shove that hummer into the wall. We held our breath. It worked! But, reminiscing old experiences, we waited a good minute before we started the jubilation. It worked. Nothing turned off, nothing flickered. We had an air conditioner. We decided to shut all the windows and go to the library and wait for it to cool down. Amy and I ran around gathering our books to study and headed down the stairs for the car. As I was climbing in the car I made the joke that we would probably be able to chill fruit in our apartment when we returned. What a bad joke that was.
While at the library, Amy and I kept looking down at our watches. We were so excited about our "new" appliance we could hardly stand it. We had been at the library for about an hour when we looked at each other and started speaking at the same time. "Do you want," "I began."
Under the present system, the amount of money KU receives from the state depends on the number of students enrolled. Thus, under the current system, if KU admitted fewer students because of selective admissions, it would receive less money.
"Yes." I whispered and threw my books into my backpack. She gathered up her things and we headed for home.
"Do you want to go back yet, Amy finished. "Are you done studying?" she said, as to place some importance in our studying.
DRIVING through campus I barely noticed the death-defying speed I was going until Amy noted the health risk on my speedometer. I slowed down and chuckled. Amy asked why I was laughing. I told her we had finally beaten the system. We were to be comfortable for the rest of our lives.
We pulled into the drive and popped out of the car. Casually we ascended the stairs. We broke into a round of "Frosty the Snowman," anticipating entering our own little igloo. Carefully we unlocked the front door halfway expecting Frosty himself to greet us.
apartment.
Amy tromped into her dark bedroom and cussed our child. I threw off my shoes and walked in after her. I tried to make out what she was doing by the silhouettes on the wall. She appeared to be shoving clothing into a bag. "Uh, Ames." I said somewhat desperately. "Whatcha' doing?"
Once inside, I inquired about the silence of our apartment. No longer could we hear that industrious buzz of o' l faithful. Again, Amy and I exchanged disparaging looks. The monster had killed the other half of our apartment.
"Deb," she looked up and in my direction, "it might get late and I just might have to spend the night." She zipped up her bag and walked past me into the kitchen. "Damn!" Amy bellowed. I heard the drop of her bag on the kitchen floor. "Debbie would you come here . . . honey." I knew that it was not going to be good news. I padded into my kitchen. Immediately I felt the bad news soak through my socks. Amy, in a catatonic state, stood, with her mouth gaping open, pointing to the refrigerator. I stood helplessly in a lukewarm puddle of melted ice.
"Uh, well, I think I am going over to Sharon's and uh, study." She proceeded to ruthlessly stuff clothing into her clothing bag. She didn't look up.
"Well, Amy, why are you taking clothes with you?" I have to admit I knew what she was doing, but I had no where I could escape.
I knew what had to be done. I picked up the phone and called an old friend. I informed him I would be visiting, possibly staying the night. I hung up the phone and glanced at Amy, "Got a lot of catching up to do. It might get late, may have to stay the night." I staggered into my electrically deprived room and started stuffing things for the next day into my clothing bag. I heard Amy's heavy footsteps then a door slam. I looked out my window and watched her start her moped and buzz away. I didn't see her for three days.
I felt like jumping out the window, yet suppressed those feelings of self-pity and instead found my car keys and abandoned ship also.*
Wick said that the survey results would be discussed at the Nov. 12 University Council meeting and that Judith Ramaley, executive vice chair, might include the results in a report, selective admissions to the Regents.
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The Regents will consider Koplik's proposal at their Nov. 19 meeting.
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When a disabled student needs a space, Parking Services usually will reserve the space early in the school year. Turvey said.
Templin has no spaces for disabled students because no students with disabilities live at the hall, Turvey said. Turvey said Parking Services reserved parking spaces for the disabled at a hall only when a student with disabilities lived there. The number of reserved parking spaces would be the same as the number of disabled students living in the hall, he said.
"All a student has to do is ask for one, and usually it appears pretty quickly," Turvey said. "I can't imagine somebody being here since the beginning of the year without student assistance finding out he needs a space."
Turvey said that disabled students with state handicapped permits who visited Termpin could park in the hall and use the hall of the hall without receiving tickets.
He said that since the University had begun installing spaces for disabled students in 1977 no student was denied a space. He believed that a disabled space be reserved.
"The spirit of the law is that there be a spot that gives students with disabilities easy access to the building," Turvey said. "As far as I know, the university does have parking for all students with disabilities."
Petty, who is disabled, said he had received several parking tickets at KU. But, he said, he never had to pay any of the tickets because he successfully appealed them to Parking Services.
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