Flurry worries THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN Details, page 2 Published since 1889 by the students of the University of Kansas Monday February 16, 1987 Vol. 97, No. 96 (USPS 650-640) Hays applauds Seib when he returns home By JOSEPH REBELLO Staff writer HAYS — On the same basketball court he had played on as a schoolboy more than 13 years ago, Wall Street Journal reporter Gerald Seib heard his hometown mayor proclaim Saturday as "Gerald Seb Day." Red and white balloons, Valentine's Day hearts, a large U.S. flag, and posters saying, "Jerry, We're Glad You're Home" and "God Bless You" adorned the gym at Hays Thomas More Prep Marian school, where about 400 city leaders, former classmates, teachers and friends gathered to welcome Seib home from six days in an Iranian town. 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At that time, Iranian students demonstrated several times on campus against U.S. policies and the Shah of Iran. Seib said that those events were not covered enough by the Kansan then, and said that the newspaper should have paid closer attention to what the Iranian students were sued. KLUTZ Continued from p. 13 bizarre, little alien from a Spielberg movie. When I tried to duplicate the serve, slamming into the ball with all my weight, it hit the crack in the corner of the room where the walls joined, and it came flying back clobbering me between the eyes. The game stopped until I could see normally again. My parents were delighted to hear that I was taking a gym course, and sent me a racket so I could practice after class. At least they sent me what they thought was a racquetball racket. The monstrosity my parents found at a garage sale bore no resemblance to the sleek, sophisticated plexiglass and chrome ones we used in class. Even Mrs. Haroldie was baffled. "Well, it is made out of wood. . ." she said helpfully, hefting the large object in both hands. "It's got some weight to it," I volunteered. "Mmm. ves. it does." "I could use it to practice with, then? It might give me more power behind my swing." "Ummm, I'd prefer you use the school rackets. They won't tire your arm so much," she said brightly. Apparently, I had enough of a handicap without the strange racket. But Mrs. Harolde never lost hope. Smiling sympathetically, she would ask whether I was practicing after class. She would again demonstrate the proper swing and follow-through. She would ask other students to help me after class, suggesting little practice routines they could try with me. I practiced by myself, late at night, when there was little chance of my running into any of my classmates. I would sneak out of the dorm in my sweats, the warped wooden racket in my hand, and skulk through the empty streets of campus. Sliping into the gym and down its darkened corridors, I would enter the racquetball court unseen, the muffled thud of my sneaker-clad feet echong along the walls. The first day of the aerobics section, we ran a mile and a half indoors. I paced myself, letting the others with their headbands and Walkmans pass me by. I wasn't going to kill myself, and actually, two other students were a good distance behind me. But, for all my practicing, I still hit my classmates on my backswing more often than I hit the ball. Mrs. Harolde gave me a D for effort. So why was Mrs. Harolde suddenly jogging beside me, lap counter in hand, keeping up a steady stream of cheerful banter? Apparently, I looked like I wasn't going to make it. "There now! You're doing fine! Umm, you can unclench your fists. That's better. You should keep your muscles relaxed." I hadn't really noticed my muscles. I was too busy concentrating on the excruciating pain in my side. "Just think how good it'll feel when you stop!" she added cheerfully. "Yeah," I managed to gasp. "they say death can be a release." Mrs. Harolde took my wiscrackes as a sign that I was ready to quit, so for the next six laps, we reviewed the theory and benefits of aerobic exercise. I say "we," but she did all the talk ing, I just grunted at appropriate intervals, and hoped that I wouldn't throw up. I had to speed up to keep the pace she set, but she jogged the rest of the way with me, the whole nine laps, and clocked in the last two students, breathing easily. I felt like I had just been drawn and quartered, but I waited until she left before I staggered back to the locker room and collapsed. This continued for the rest of the semester. I never came in, last but Mrs. Haroldo continued to "have patience" with me, misinterpreting my concern for my grade as a sign that I See KLUTZ, p. 20 ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ WARNING: EATING CHOCOLATE MAY BRING ON FEELINGS OF LOVE A message from the folks at PENNY ANNIES where you can find a wide variety of chocolates & sweets for Valentines or any other day. AN AFFORDABLE PRICE A COMFORTABLE PLACE We Offer This And More! PENNY ANNIES SWEET SHOPPE 845 MASSACHUSETTS MON.-SAT. 9:30-5:30 SUN. 1:00-5:00 - Spacious 2 Bedroom Apartments - Roomy Kitchens - Swimming Pool - Large Patios or Balconies - Laundry Facilities in Each Building Business Buildings - 10-12 Month Agreements - Close to Campus and on KU Bus Route - No Pets Spring Break 87 March14-21 ORION TOURS Come to where Spring Break began! Fort Lauderdale, Florida Drive yourself package $180 4 to a room $240 3 to a room $300 2 to a room Package includes 7 nights all at 3 Suns Hotel on the strip, in Fort Lauderdale. 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