Lutheran High School - Paw Prints Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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THE BIG Fistfulls of coins and dollars came out of stu- dents ' pockets every day in return for food off the lunch truck. It was such a tragedy to see all that money ride calmly off our campus in the owner ' s pocket. A plan was concocted by Mr. Reitz to start up a little stand on campus that would sell all the goodies the lunch truck peddled. It could be run by LHS people instead of outsiders. Mrs. Alfred Parker leaped to our aid. She bought drinks, potatoe chips, sandwiches, and other yummy things to sell on the day of the Snack Shack ' s grand opening. But could this deal work? Could we get enough money to pay for the food? Would the profit be big enough to bother with? Would kids even buy food from the stand instead of the old catering truck? The first time the Snack Shack was open for lunch, bodies piled up against the window in im- patient disarray. By the time the bell rang to go to fifth hour class the shelves were bare. This phenomenon repeated itself day after successful day. If you think scrambling up to buy your food is frustrating you should have to sell it. The minute the bell rings kids thunder towards your window from all directions. Fifty thousand kids want fifty thousand different things and they ' re all fiercely jingling their money at you to make you hurry up. Finally lunch time ' s over. Whew! But just look at that big pile of money in the tray! Shout Bingo ! We ' ve won!

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Amidst the battle of the classes, class presi- dents and vice-presidents took the chance to offer ideas and suggestions on how to get class spirit up, during Homecoming. we should ' ve danced Homeroom reps were given the authority to warn noisemakers or turn their names in. And quiet reigned for a while. No results would have come about — no improvements made — no warmth of comradship would have been in evidence if there had been no concern no inter- est. And where there is room for more to be done, for better — for bigger things — there is a need all night for someone ' s care. Someone ' s concern — maybe even someone ' s sleepless nights trying to work out a better way. There is a need for union and concern — almost a demand that we give all we can . . A lot of kids did everything they could to make it a good year. Some kids didn ' t realize that it was their own Student Council . Student Council this year worked hard for a few hundred people. Motive? They cared to try. Beaming faces of Homeroom reps to Student Council are Left (o Right, Front Row; Welton Carey, Wayne Wilson, Jackie Hayes, Mitch Maalis, Bob Goodyear, Bill WardJohnCusse. Second Row; Chris Wahla, Lisa Kutschinski, Rachel Hohenstein, Daryl Beckstrand, Kathye Allen, Kim Kennedy, Linda George, Eric Smith. Third Row; Tim Warneke, Homer Boyd, SueGrindell and Reggie Bennett.

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GAMBLE 1. Fidgeting and moaning about hunger pangs, students huddle around the Snack Shack waiting for service. 2.Gingerly Mrs. Parker transfers piping hot burritos from their warming oven to the rack in which they will be rushed to the customers. 3. Only if you ' re absolutely famished and have a friend at the front of the line, will you brave the mob when it ' s like this. 4. Shouting out like a shimmering neon, the cheery Snack Shack poster dominates our little wooden bill- board. 5. Agile fingers scramble to retrieve items for a customer grumbling outside the window. 6. (sigh) Towards the end of a lunchtime spent working in the Snack Shack you just wish all those people would change their minds about eating and go away.