The History and Operation of Cedarville College

THE CHURCH COLLEGE I like colleges that nestle In quiet 1i ttle towns And seem to offer something more Than credits, caps, and g6wns. I like classes filled with friends Who haye a smile for me; I don't like profs who know me as Row 31 , Seat 3. I hate to meet a former prof's Unrecognized ,Stare; I like the kind who know your name, Your hopes, your love affair. I like church-college profs who teach Likewise, inspired crusaders; Who take the time to read your themes And don't hire student graders. I like colleges which strive to learn, Years later, where you are; Yes, even thou' you've never been A campus queen or star. A mammouth institution holds Within its office space, Along with proof of my degree A photo of my face. The most it knows about me is My city, birth and class. I like my old church-college best She doesn't think en masse. She 1 11 gaily cheer each grad's career With faith that's optimistic; To her a former student is No musty old statistic. by Helen Ruhenbrod.

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