Boardman High School - Crier Yearbook (Youngstown, OH)

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eniafzft Dear Diary, - C Sept. '44-May '471 Our glory consists not in never fail- ing, but in rising everytime we fall. Let's hope that this, the mottotof the class of '47, will be the theme of our success. -Class of '47

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CLASS 14 HISTORY Dear Diary, To give this, the class of '47, a little family history, we dug back into our old diaries from the first to the twelfth grade, and came up with these choice tidbits. Here's what we found! The love bug bit Phyllis Eckman at the ripe old age of six. It was love at first sight for her with little Dickie Reed. Phyl would corner him during the first grade recesses, and make big plans for the future. Poor Dickie though, was hen-pecked already. If he didn't agree with Phyl's great plans, she would give him a good hard pinch. I wonder just how black and blue a man of six can get? That Was a hard year for Phylis Cantwell too. Sue Brown,-- being a few sizes larger, and stronger-would make poor Phylis take her for piggy-back rides. If Phylis threatened to tell the teacher, Sue would get all warmed up to beat poor Phylis to a pulp. I'll bet Phylis was the happiest one in the first grade to see the end ofthe school year! Do you remember in the second grade when our room mothers gave us the material to make houses and furniture? Golly, did we feel im- portant! After finishing the houses, we would give little tea parties, with Dick Kleyn furnishing us with those wonderful Dutch cookies. Dur- ing the parties, Dick would tell about his life in Holland,-and it would really get our seven year old minds Working. Since he came to America when only a baby, how in the world did he remember Holland? Maybe Dutch babies develop memories early? I In third grade, the girls got the urge to go domestic. After school, you could see Mavis Cusick and Jo Griffith slaving away over the making of lemonade to sell to the W. P. A. workers working in front of Griffith's house. That is, they slaved until they found out that lemon- ade requires a form of sweetening popularly called sugar . The dis- covery nearly broke their hearts. With Sue Maag, it was a case of Pride goeth after the fall. The alibi that she was only stretching her legs when she happened to trip Eleanor Miles who stood up to read from Jim and Judy , just didnft quite ring true to their teacher. Poor Sue's pride fell, but far, when she was made to sit in the corner. T The monkey instinct came to the surface in the boys in the fourth grade. It never failed,kevery recess they would climb the bell rope, and swing constantly back and forth. Whether they were trying to imitate Tarzan, or whether it was just a hangover from their ancestors, we never did find out. That year marked the mortal combat between Gloria Wilson and Jane Carlson as to who could write the smallest. A day never passed that our two class Swedes weren't arguing over their handwriting. Bob Watson was the class Romeo in the fifth grade, but Peggy Ann Aubrey was just one step ahead of him. When he wrote her a gushy love note, she replied with, Don't you think you're a little young for that sort of thing? Poor Romeo, he had to look for a more under- standing and less sophisticated Juliet. -- This was the year when we would plague our fellow classmates with appropriate f?J nicknames. Remember Mickey Mouse Rindin, and Red-Headed Woodpecker Kyle? CThey sound like something from Dick Tracy IJ