Booneville High School - Reveille Yearbook (Booneville, AR)

Page 104 text:

Sheila Parrish Phillip Porter David Posey Lori Powell oV 7 Ma,,[iev Poweii— 9r = oily Rains Stephen Reed Jeff Rogers Evelyn Sales James Schwartz Liz Shackleford Dewayne Shepard Rusty Shigley Robin Slate Boogie Smith Gene Stafford John Stone Roger Stone Kasey Summers Troy Summers Susan Terry Ernie Thornell Karl Thornell Ashleigh Thrasher i Tony Travis Todd Tucker Charles Turley Susan Weaver Kit Westbrook Kris Westbrook Sheri Wielkey Michael Wiggins Craig Wilks Sandy Wilson Kendra Woefel Paula Woodall Christina Woosley Jacky Young Tony Zornes 100 We're in this together

Page 103 text:

Ricky Lunsford Rhonda Massey Ricky May Karen McAnally Amber McConnell Shane McKinney Sheryl Miller Sherry Moore Kim Mulson Ted Napier Jeri Nichols Stephanie Parnell A day of hunting involves more than just killing harmless woodland beasts 4:00 A.M. The alarm rings and you get up and throw it against the far wall. 8:00 A.M. You wake up on your own and wonder, while getting dressed, how little pieces of plastic got on the floor. 8:30 A.M. You leave the house with your gun after drink- ing one and a half glases of milk and eating four fig newtons. 9:45 A.M. Your toes freeze. 10:15 A.M. Your nose gets frostbitten. 11:00 A.M. You lose the feeling in your legs. 12:00 P.M. You wish you had lunch. 2:00 P.M. You finally see a deer......being carried out of the woods by another hunter. 9:00 A.M. You get on your deer stand, which is covered 5:00 P.M. You get bored with ice, and discover that three pair of socks is not twiddle your thumbs, enough. and lay your gun down then 5:15 P.M. You see the big- gest deer of your life. But your gun! It's out of reach! You grab at the gun and try to get off a shot, but too late. The deer is gone. 5:20 P.M. You get disgusted and head home. Sound familiar, anyone? Al- though December deer season isn't this bad (well, not every time) it is still challenging enough for the Great White Hunter in all of us. Gene Stafford, builds the steps up to his deer stand.

Page 105 text:

AAARRRGGHH! Kendra Woelfel, sophomore, rushes to class trying to survive another day of sophomore crisis. Whew! What a day! I thought it would never end. Tardy slips, demerits, you name it; it's happened to me today. Because I forgot to set my alarm clock, 1 got up late and missed breakfast. I rushed out the door just in time to catch the bus. On the way to school, I tried to read Fahrenheit 451, but this little kid kept playing with my shoelaces. I wanted to throw him out the window, but Mr. George wouldn't let me. After 1 got to school, things got worse. I couldn't march worth a dime in band and was tardy for Ge- ometry. Unfortunately, Mr. Bailey wasn't in a very good mood and sent me to get a tardy slip — and a demerit. Mali Brigance looks dumbfound- ed in Biology class. It appears he too is experiencing sophomore crisis. The best part of the day was lunch. 1 had a cold hambruger and greasy fries. Biology was the pits. After the tardy bell rang, Mrs. Goddard asked for our homework. But, of course. I'd lost mine. (I found it later in my locker.) Then English rolled around. We had twenty minutes to take a test and write an essay using fifteen vocabulary words. Imme- diately after the test we had to hand in our journals. I was ten short. The last bell of the day fi- nally rang and 1 stumbled out of class to my locker, which would not open. After fifteen tries, it opened and all of my books fell out. Hurriedly I grabbed all of my home- work and dashed for the bus, which I barely caught. 1 thought my longest day had finally ended. I thought wrong. On the way home, the bus slid into a muddy ditch and got stuck. We had to wait half an hour for another bus. After I got home, I got chewed out for being late, and my dinner turned out to be cold hamburgers and greasy fries. Sophomore crisis 101