Bev Lukasevics:  

CLASS OF 1971
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High point, NC
Brevard CollegeClass of 1973
Brevard, NC

Bev's Story

Life I lived and worked in High Point, N.C. at different jobs and positions from 1972 until 1982. I worked in a hospital, a Hardees, for an electrician, a Pizza Inn, in a print shop, a travel agency, and finally a bank. I met my future husband from Philadelphia on a blind date, and my life became a cinderella story....small town girl meets the love of her life and travels the world and lives in foreign countries. When I got married in 1982, I gave it all up for the man of my dreams; my apartment, the best job I'd ever had, my car, my friends, my family, and my country. We got married and moved immediately to Manila, Philippines for 3 years. We were there during the Aquino murder, and subsequent overthrow of the Marcos dictatorship. It was pretty exciting, but also just a bit scary. Although I think my friends and family were more afraid than I was. I learned somthing really interesting about our media, and the press. I learned first hand about how the written word can be twisted and turned. My parents were constantly calling to find out if I was safe, which I was. The "riots" that were filling the pages here in the states, were really little more than organized parades down Main street in Manila. Generally, it was posted in the paper, by radio, and/or tv when these scheduled demonstrations would take place. You watched for the notices, and avoided these specific places. Although I did end up getting caught during one. Caught, meaning I was driving back from town, and didn't get out of downtown before it began. I was pretty scared, but tried not to panic. The street was pretty much like a parking lot, similar I guess to what it might be like to get out of a concert or baseball or football game. Except I noticed everyone was blowing their horns. But not out of anger. More like a celebration. Filled with the prospect of.....freedom! As I looked out the windshield of my car at people sitting in their cars, I noticed they were all putting up on their foreheads what here in America would be the symbol for "loser". So I did the sme thing, blew my horn, smiled really big, and very slowly crawled the car along till I could get off the main street. When I finally got home, I was trembling and shaky, but relieved I had made it home at all. It wasn't till several years later that I realized I had been in a country in the early stages of transition.....from a corrupt dictatorship, to true democracy. We lived in Manila from 1982 till 1985, when we moved to Connecticut. Can't say I really liked the place...the weather was bloody cold, and the people were even colder! I had a bank teller tell me one day that I was naive and when I asked her why,she said: "Why? Well, because you are from the south...they trust everybody!" My daughter was born there in 1987..Brianna Liza(leeza). We moved shortly after to New Jersey...not much better. But my son Nicholas was born there in 1988. Moved to Pennsylvania in 1989. What can I say? I was working my way back south one state at a time. Lived there one year before making another big move..to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I actually loved living in Kuala Lumpur. Although things did change when the first gulf war started. Mostly, I felt safe. But there were a few major incidents, such as someone getting shot in front of the American Embassy. Americans got the cold shoulder from people they had known and lived with there for years. One thing about Malaysia was if you wanted to order "white meat", you didn't call it "breast". That was a no-no. They called it ribs. Another intersting thing to learn was you always carried a packet of tissues everywhere you went....they don't use toilet paper! Bummer...pun intended. Oh, and I learned to drive on the other side of the road..not too hard. When we moved to Guangzhou, China, I thought it would be just another big, dirty, crowded Asia city. The biggest difference was no one speaks English. And everything of course is written in Chinese.That was the hardest part. When you go to the grocery store, you can recognize Tide or colgate, but is it Tide with bleach o...Expand for more
r Colgate whitening? You didn't know cause its all written in Chinese. Getting in a taxi over there is quite an adventure cause again, they don't speak English. You give them a business card from where you want to go and hope they don't ride you all over town just because you are Western. Since I don't have a good sense of direction, I learned to tell if they were "taking me for a ride" by how much was on the meter. I didn't learn much Chinese, but enough to say 'go right or left", or "stop here now". Oh, and "too expensive". Both my children, now seniors at Wake Forest University graduated from the International School in Guangzhou, and took Chinese there and have continued to take while in college. So they can actually speak "conversational Chinese". Countries I have travelled: Australia,China,HongKong,Japan,India, Indonesia,Malaysia,Nepal,Philippines, Singapore,Thailand,Viet Nam, England, France, Netherlands, Austria, Italy, Germany, Switzerland, Denmark I will have to check and see if I missed some. Strangely enough, although its not as easy as Europe, I much prefer Asia..guess that might be because I spent the majority of the last 15 years living in Asia. I have not been to Africa, or South America or the Middle East, but I would love to visit those areas of the world. And I would dearly love to visit Scotland and Ireland, as my ancestors are apparently from there. I would also love to visit Russia and Latvia, as my husband is Latvian. I am currently enrolled as a sophomore at the UNCG School of Music, pursuing a degree in piano. I only went to Brevard Jr. college 1 year in 1971. Yeah, that's another story. Going to college was going to be the next chapter in my life...the fun chapter. But as I only went 1 yr, the fun chapter was quite brief. It started out so wonderful..at last, being able to study my true love..music! And for the most part, that yr was indeed great! Until the end of the yr. Then I made a big mistake. Nothing life threatening, only life-changing. The story goes like this: The sophomore music majors decided we would all have a yr end party, that unfortunately included staying overnight off campus. And of course this could only be done with approval, which most of us did not have.(btw, Brevard was only a jr. college at this time)The sophomores took care of renting a small cabin, and we all made plans to stay out. Some may read this and think, yeah, just an excuse to drink, do drugs, etc. Let me tell you what I remember about that evening. What I remember was that there were no drugs or etc going on. There was some drinking, but since I didn't drink yet, not me. The most important thing I remember about that evening was us sitting around talking about our dreams for the future. There was a trumpet player there that dreamed of playing with the Tonight show band. There was a wonderful singer there that hoped to sing opera. As for me, I wanted to go on to be a concert pianist. Young adults, on the edge of their lives, talking about what their dreams were....that's what I remember about that night. Pretty innocent, don't you think? I've always thought so. Unfortunately, 2 of the music majors that were not invited, leaked the party on campus, and of course the dean found out. God, it was awful! Especially for me, as I had never, ever been in any kind of trouble like this before! We were individually summoned to the dean's office. The punishment was pretty severe, considering we had not broken any legal laws, just the very strict college rules. The sophomores were not allowed to graduate with their class. For me as a freshman? My financial aid was taken away, which I thought was truly horrendous since I would not be able to attend without it. I appealed,(read that as begged)the dean to give me another chance. And in fact, the chaplain did indeed plead my case to the dean, saying I was an excellent student, and had never been in trouble. Surprisingly? The dean did agree to re-instate my financial aid, and I would be on probation for the next year. Sadly, I still was unable to go back, even with the return of my financial aid. Why?
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