Coleridge High School - Magnolia Yearbook (Coleridge, NC)

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Class History It was in September of 1944 that forty scared, and bewildered little boys and girls entered the first grade. We had Miss Gabriel for our teacher. The beginning was a long time ago, but it seems as only yesterday that this class was beginning the fundamentals of reading, ‘riting and ‘rithmetic. Our knowledge increased the next three years with Mrs. Presnell, Mrs. Kalldoff, and Mrs. Gladden. These years flew by quickly with many new ex- periences; the “operetta” under the direction of Miss Gabriel and the rhythm band under the direction of Mrs. Kalldoff. The fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth grades passed fast, with our number slowly decreasing our know- ledge increasing and our world broadening. Our teachers these years were Mrs. Cecil Cox, Mrs. Eugenia Wilson, Mr. J. F. Sherard, and Mrs. Frances West, respectively. Then we were ready for high school, or at last entering it, whether we were ready or not. With heads held high and dauntless spirits the class of 1956 entered high school. Try as we might, there was no way of keeping the upperclassmen from knowing how scared we were. We had for our homeroom teacher Mrs. Mae Eva Barker. For our class officers that year we elected Georgia Macon, president; Mary Ann Wright, vice-president; Martha Allen, secretary; and Anne Rains, treasurer. At the end of that year we were very proud to learn that Mary Ann Wright was awarded a medal for having the highest scholastic average in high school. As sophomores we joined the ranks of the ex- perienced and laughed at the frosh, although we still secretly felt insecure. We had for our home- room teacher that year Mr. E. H. Thompson. Our Class officers were: Roy Brown, president; Anne Rains, Vice-president; Martha Cole Allen, secretary; and Wilma Craven, treasurer. That year eight girls were chosen to be waitresses for the Junior-Senior Banquet. As gay, young senoritas they were Martha Cole Allen, Peggy Brewer, Viola Cain, Wilma Craven, Carrie Moffitt, Anne Rains, Ann Jenelle Poole and Mary Ann Wright. By the time our junior year arrived, we were beginning to feel like old timers. Peggy Brewer was elected president, Gail Craven, vice-president, Wiley Brady, secretary and Ann Jenelle Poole, treasurer. One of our most memorable occasions that year was the day our class rings arrived, February 22nd. The highlight of our junior year came the night of April 22nd. Our banquet “Stairway to the Stars” will never be forgotten. Decorating for the big event only added to the thrill of the banquet itself. And then in a twinkling almost we were seniors. The journey from awed freshmen to erudite seniors was reaching a climax. Milton Hayes was chosen president, Mary Ann Wright, vice-president; Wiley Brady, secretary; and Gail Craven, treasurer. The senior class chose as its colors, white and blue with white gardenia as our class flower. “For- ward ever, backward never” was selected as our motto. We shall look back with fond memories on the Junior-Senior Banquet, the class play and perhaps the greatest moment of our lives, graduation. With humble hearts we say “thank you” to our sponsors and teachers through the years for helping us along the way. Our appreciation to ‘them, our parents, and our principal is so great that we have no alternative except to make them proud of us and to know that their efforts to make us better citizens were not in vain. We say farewell to Coleridge High School but we shall remember it with love and gratitude. When- ever we review the memories of our school days in the scrapbooks of our minds there will be a tugging at our heartstrings for the things that are gone forever. Ann Jenelle Poole Historian

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Last Will aud JSestament We, the graduating class of nineteen hundred and fifty-six, of Coleridge High School in the county of Randolph, state of North Carolina, being of sound minds and strong body, and having attained sufficient knowledge to graduate, we hope, from this school and to assume the responsibilities of life, do testify our seal to this document. Article I To our principal, Mr. Lacy Presnell Jr. we leave our most sincere appreciation for his help and guidance. And incidentally we will him a joke book to use with future classes. To the faculty we leave our deepest and most heartfelt thanks for their patience and kindness. Article II To the Juniors we leave our side of the room and all the fun we have had as Seniors. To the Sophomores we leave our “puppy love” romances and our best wishes for their remaining years in school. To the Freshmen we leave our hope that they will make “the grade” as far as we have and enjoy every minute of their sojourn at our dear Alma Mater. Article III Individual Bequests: I, Carrie Moffitt, do leave my love for basket- ball to Rose Ellen Moffitt. I, Vertle Ritter, do leave my quiet ways to Evelyn Hayes. I, Shelby ‘Garner, do leave my job as cashier in the school cafeteria to Anne Byrd with a bottle of I, David Kidd, do leave my love for the night air to Kermit Cox. I, Glenn Cox, do leave my bus number 42 and my curly hair to Roger Saunders. I, Wiley Brady, do leave my fish hooks and hunt- ing equipment to “Red” Kidd and Roger Moffitt. Go get ‘um boys! I, David Craven, do leave my love for Miss Neece’s geometry class to Wiley Pugh. Good luck, Bud! I, Gail Craven, do leave my ability to get along with Mr. Presnell to anyone who desires it. I, Anne Rains, do leave my love for jazz music and “cool cats” to Patsy Cox. I, Milton Hayes, do leave my love for basketball to Farrell Teague. I, Ann Jenelle Poole, do leave my affinity for Ford convertibles to Geneva Kidd. I, Wilma Craven, do leave my yen for High Point Boys, “The Toot-N-Tell” and “Cool” to Judy Brown. music I, Martha Allen, do leave my love for dancing and for Carolina boys to Shelby Priddy. Have fun gal! Besides these bequests we leave our love for Coleridge School and our best wishes to any and all who may desire them. In witness whereof, we the Senior Class of 1956, do hereby set our seal on this, the twenty-second day of May in the year of our Lord Nineteen hundred fifty-six. Martha Allen aspirin to calm her nerves. «¢ Testator ES ert AedpeIity goal Acaty Vibes: Mg pS wttatit Ma aa Lit) Ltew a: fhe wv saley dectivre iL, dent 7orget Le atid G2 Le 2 2H ed | Joke Chle wey, Jn Sy Sere eR feonemlta wee ee ag thtthipe ane Ly Ee) oN tage a wee CE