Manual High School - Thunderbolt Yearbook (Denver, CO)

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Colorado Is a Spam-ish Word .llcmzing fColo-red Rc1l ' LANGUAGE STEPPIN G into a language room, We find an atmosphere steeped in deep mystiication. Each pupil frantically studies the next sentence, hoping that he will not be called upon. The person reciting proceeds hesitantly, praying that he is pronouncing the Words correctly. Cases, conjugations and participles mean more mystery. Grim and deter- mined looks pervade as pupils prepare to dig in and clear up the mystery for all time. Time flies by, and when the strange Words are mentioned again, smiles wreath many faces. After all, they are just little letters that you tack together to make Words. The next problem is to learn the Words. In another room, a bull fight is being fought. The toreador and bull circle slowly and intently round and round. The bull angered, charges fiercely, the toreador side-steps swiftly, swishing a red cloth in front of the bull's distorted face. Again the bull makes a furious charge at the fighter, Who Whirls and prepares to -ding-a-ling-the bell-the Spanish books slam shut and the fate of the poor bull is left until tomorrow. Sixteen U Lutm Seems Truly Exciting fo This Class

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24162 -4- fl.'l?1713-0 I ? MATHEMATICS THE sound of a feminine voice mingled with deeper masculine tones reaches into the hall on the main floor. But, Where is the person with the feminine voice? Looking in the room from which the sounds issue, We see a small teacher trying to explain a problem to fifteen boys. Yes, it seems only boys Wish to take trying, troublesome trigonometry. From across the hall comes the monotonous tones of Let X: the number, then 2x: etc. Then, suddenly some one bursts out laughing. The teacher is stern 5 Quiet, or you'll be sent to the office! Again the class starts the mon- otonous, Let X: the number, then 2: etc. Perhaps you have already guessed, it's that deeply puzzling subject, algebra. Silence l roars the chairman. Everyone is quiet except for a soft Whisper, May I borrow your protractor? Protractors and compasses hastily put to Work means the geometry class has started. Take the short cut When multiplying a number by eleven, Warningly says the commercial arithmetic teacher. Pencils scratch rapidly, each student try- ing to prove his ability in Working shortcuts to long problems. Fifteen I'1'uc1icr1I .llntlmmulics Jfrrrms Knou: Your Fllll-ClCl'7ll-CTZULI-S' in

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A rtisls In Metal INDUSTRIAL ARTS A DEAFENING roar greets us as we enter the school machine shop. A blast furnace melts a piece of metal, which is then shaped, and again be- comes solid and firm. The endless slapping of belts, pounding and whining of machines makes a ceaseless bedlam, but all the while useful and beautiful articles are made. A warning bell rings and all machines groan to a stop, silence reigns throughout. The odor of freshly cut lumber fills the atmosphere as a whistling saw parts a board. The vibration of powerful motors rocks the room as the odor of hot glue fills the air. Many pieces of beautifully made furniture await the finishing touch. In another room, a printing press rolls tirelessly. The pungent smell of ink permeates the air. Meanwhile, a large stack of programs take form. Stillness-ghostly quiet, is the atmosphere of a mechanical drawing class. The slight movement of a T square or triangle is heard as students construct fine blue prints. . - I . Seventeen Split Fmcifions oj rm, Inch Fllerm Feet 171, Thaw' Larnguagc 'frail z Q .5 ..,2,.Q,..,, ,-1',vg.ug.: I 2.-mfg: