Booneville High School - Reveille Yearbook (Booneville, AR)

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Penny Hatton Maria Heathman Betsy Hicks Joe Hicks Stephen Hooper Bobby Hunt How to put together a class act 1 Where is my book? Have you seen my coat? How much time have we got? Lichea Temple- man screamed as she paced the floor. Michelle McConnell nochalantly strolled to- ward Lichea and replied, Your book is on the ta- ble. You have your coat on, and we have precise- ly ten minutes 'til the curtain goes up. At that moment, run- ning from the bath- room, Beth Love yelled at the top of her lungs, Wait! Wait! You don't know what you're miss- ing! Eric Nelson rushed to her and impatiently asked, What? What? Beth pushed him aside as she waltzed by and stated, I was only prac- ticing my lines. Hey, how does my beard and moustache look? Steve Bastion asked as he stroked his face. Steve Earls matter-of-factly answered as he practiced his pose with his gun and cigar, Personally I think it looks stupid. If you don't shut up, I'm gonna have to hurt you, Steve Bastion threatened with a frown. Steve Earls removed his ci- gar, pulled out his gun, aims it at Steve, and growled, Go ahead, make my day. But, Martha, Brenda Tomlin interrupted, are you sure you have your lines memorized? Martha VanAllen paused smiled and said, Brenda, we know how to put to- gether a class act. “Curtains up, Miss Knight hollered. The ner- vous silence was deafen- ing. Summoning up all their courage, cast members Beth Love and Lichea Tem- pleman strode to their places. The first few lines went well, but then Lichea panicked. I can't believe I forgot the lines in my first scene, she said. Not to worry — she wasn't the only one. I remember Eric Nelson stuck his head backstage to ask his next line, said Cory Thompson, mistress of ceremonies. From there, the mishaps snowballed. Steve Bastion recalled, I was so embar- rassed when I shot my gun, and nothing happened. I didn't know what to do next! Then, as the play and cur- tain drew to a close. Buck- ley Foster remembered, I can't believe the curtain nearly drug me down the stage. It was funny, though. I'll never be able to forget it. Martha VanAllen and Buckley Foster concentrate on remembering their lines during the junior play. A class act 95

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Danny Spain Rick Spears Chuck Swafford Jim Tanner Lichea Templeman Cory Thompson Cindy Tillery Brenda Tomlin Martha VanAllen Alice Waid Mark Walker Scott Webb Stacy Weinbrenner Michelle Whitaker DeWayne Whitehead Tammy Wigton Russell Wilson Brenda Yandell Now that you’ve come to your Junior year it’s Almost Paradise Welcome to the tour of the years. I'm your guide Anna Chronism. Today we will travel down the Junior vortex. We start the tour with a view 6f Mrs. Phelps' Eng- lish class. This is the site of many grade points' deaths, with the study of Dickin- son and Hemingway. many Juniors yearly. His 'jokes' tickle the funny bone of every sadist in the class. A quick trip to Study Hall is next, during which you can see almost everything except studying going oij. This can include library- hopping, chess playing, and note writing. quickly followed by Mr. Bailey's Advanced Pro- gramming, which is affec- tionately nick-named 'Games 101 by the Juniors taking it. Mr. Miller, with the U.S. History j D fKe Cotton 5wl7”brings us one step closer to the end of today's tour. And, ladies and gentle- men, if you will look ahead approximately twelve months, you can see the world-famous light at the End of the Tunnel, which marks graduation from BHS — but that's another tour. Any questions? Next is Mr. Hocott and Algebra II. His three by four matrices coiifuse Britton Julien asks Rob George, Is this our homework? during Mrs. Crawley's general science class. Mrs. Goddard's Chemis- try class comes right before lunch. Among other things, our growling stom- achs make it seem like the longest class of the day. Lunch takes many forms — especially if you eat in the cafeteria — this is Almost Paradise 97