Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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SPECTATOR 21 To 1920 Helen Kaylor, '17 Dear Freshmen: We suppose you get tired of being called green, but do not forget that all the rest of us were Freshies once. Here is one consolation for you. Your turn will come to be Seniors, but we can never again be Freshmen in high school. Just for fun I will tell you some of the things I went through before I became a dignified Senior, or even a Sophomore. The first day in school seemed about a month to me. At times I thought that I would rather be in the middle of the ocean' than in the Johnstown High School. I could not begin to tell you how many times I got into the wrong class room, or went down the wrong side of the stairs, or lost my books. I did everything a Freshman could do. I will never forget how fussed I was after that first day. I had to get a prescription filled and was just inside the drug store when some fellow turned around and said: Hello, Freshief' I felt my face grow crimson. I turned and Walked out of the store without my medicine. After I got cooled off, I wondered how he knew where I belonged. I had forgotten that I carried my Ancient History and Latin books which proclaimed me a Fresh- man. However, do not mistake the object of a high school course. Sometimes pupils enter high school With the idea that all we do is to have one grand, good time. This depends largely on what your idea of a good time happens to be. If you really want to have a good time and still get along well in your studies, be careful of these things: Start your first year right! The teachers do not know you and you do not know the teachers. So it's up to you to make friends of them.

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20 SPECTATOR So by his ear the little dear Was marched home to his mother, Who sighed, as she locked him in his room, It's one thing or another. Niagara Falls Florence Kaufman, 'l71A Since my visit to Niagara Falls, I have often marvel- ed over its grandeur. Before I saw it, I had imagined its greatness and power, but had certainly never done it justice through my imagination. The Rapids were my first glimpse of the powerful water. Follow with me, these Rapids as they sweep on- ward with a roar, the waves splashing and lashing like mighty armies striving to sweep each other from the face of the earth. When these wild torrents of water reach the top of the high precipice, the spectator almost holds his breath at the thought of the terrible fall. On comes the water and down it plunges 160 feet, with a roar, as though the earth were being torn apart. It leaps into the chasm beneath, and seems to be swallowed up by Mother Earth herself in her attempt to calm its rest- lessness. Mother Earth seems to have actually carried through her intention, but, looking a few rods beyond, we see bub- bles of the mighty undercurrent showing themselves on the surfaceg and as we look farther down the great stream, we note the eddying waters. These are known as the Whirlpool Rapids which form one of the most interesting points at Niagara. The Falls and the wild water connected with it, fill the spectator with awe and admiration, and he goes away from Niagara feeling that he has indeed seen one of the greatest natural wonders of America.

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22 SPECTATOR Don't get the bad habit of forgetting to go to your classes. lt may sound pretty fine to tell your friends, in your most unconcerned manner, that you are skipping your History class. But, I warn you, it will not seem so fine, and you will not feel so brave when you are call- ed to the Office the next morning. The same story fits hookey-playing, only the ending will be sadder. If you don't like a teacher, don't try to lay violent hands upon him. Older persons than you have come to grief that Way. Here in high school there is a chance for every- body to make good. Every year, places are Waiting for people. If you have executive ability and can manage, the football and basket ball teams want you. If you are big and strong, the coach and the school need you for the gridiron, cage and track. If you can Write, the Spectator is waiting to publish your stories. If you can draw, your school paper will accept new letter-heads, tail pieces, cartoons. So you see, Freshmen, there is a lot of work to do, and not much time to do it. So, get busy, and if you need some help, come and ask. The Senior-1917.