Pomonkey High School - Roaring Tiger Yearbook (Indian Head, MD)

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The Dedlcatlon lnhat wlll be the story of the Class of 1958 ten years hence'7 How wtll tts past slx years be recordedg Mxght ll be read as Once upon a tlme there were many small Chlldfell lrvlng 1n Charles County and as these chlldren boys and gtrls played IH a fteld a stranger passtng along the highway asked one of them Say ltttle fellow what would you llke to be when you grow up'7 Me? returned the eager ltttle face carelessly covered wtth smudges of dtrt The man nodded 1n antrctpatton of hearmg a dream for world wlde 6XP101IS The ltttle body that went w1th the l1ttle face expanded wlth prlde and the answer came confrdently I am golng to be a student at Pomonkey Hrgh School Ten years hence could thts be the beglnnmg of our story told as a fatry tale and bathed 111 memories of youth and the Joys that attend those years'P Th1s could be our begmnmg for the lad on the sand lot baseball team drd grow up and come to Pomonkey Hlgh School along wtth many other boys and glrls who had heard of Pomonkey when they too were qutte young and had yearned for the day when they would be a part of her school famxly The boy dld come for rn th1s one smudged face 15 a compos1te of every member of The Class of 1958 How have our years at Pomonkey Htgh School been'P Have they been pleasant fru1tful'P Have they been what we had expected them to be? For just a few moments before entertng Roarlng Tlger The Class of 1958 s hall of memorles let us pause for reflectlon Pomonkey Htgh School' What has tt been for us? A new wonderland w1th many corners to explore many new teachers whose names we had dtfftculty rememberrng and spelltng sophtsttcated grrls tn sweaters and natural bucks btg boys wearlng school letters Thls was the Pomonkey we knew as Seventh Graders when we felt com fortable only w1th1n the confrnes of our own homeroom Th1s was the land of our childhood dreams and now we were no longer saylng that we are g01Hg to be but that we are students at Pomonkey Hlgh School Our days wlthln her halls turned to weeks and these weeks grew to become months And as the semesters passed we turned from frtghtened and anx1ous Seventh Graders tnto norsy Etghth Graders and frnallylnto mtld sophtstrcates ourselves as Ntnth Graders What were these years l1ke'7 We came to reallze that just bexng at Pomonkey Hlgh was not the all Important accompltshment Instead we had to make our presence felt attract the eyes of students st11l more cosmopolttan than we had become We Jotned organtzattons and clubs We entered contests We were taken on fteld trtps Sttll always there was a class above us a class tn whose shadow we had to walk So the months sped by and we found ourselves Sophomores Please stop and look at us as though you really see us we heard our VOICES beggtng tn the empty room Please stop and look at us We re here too But thts vord would not be fxlled and the Iumors and Semors hurrled on thetr busy ways tramplmg sens1t1v1ty whrch we wore on both sleeves The shadow lengthened No one could see us and we contented ourselves wxth the thought of becommg Jumors the day when we too mtght spread our shadow over underclassmen Jumors' We are now Juntors We busted ourselves w1th plans for the Junlor Senlor prom Whlte Jackets were pressed corsages were ordered Streamers hxd the ce1l1ng of the gymnastum palms latttces tables soft lrghts And a ntght rn Gay Paree evolved Thts w1ll do the tuck we whlspered This w1ll l1ft us out of the shadow of the Senlor Class Our guests arrlved They waltzed to the muslc They smlled at us They thanked us for the most memorable nlght of the year Yes they smrled at us for just one fleettng moment For just one moment the shadow was lxfted and we expertenced the glory of recogrutxon But the prom was over and the decorattons had sagged The band members yarned and lazrly left the stand The ball was over The shadow returned N eyes saw us No eyes trted to fmd us for they focused upon Semors Oh thxs class has so much talent we heard them say as we watched from our seclusron The Senror Class ts sponsormg a trtp to The United Nattons butldrng Drd you see OFF THE TRACKS9 I m gotng to the class ntght Dtd you see ROARING TIGER9 Why that theme comtng from EZEKIEL SAW THE WHEEL IS terr1f1c 4 0 0 , . . . . Y . . ,, . . . . . 4 . 1 1 . s- . . . . V , . 1 1 1 1 . v , 1 1 . . . . . . . - 1 - 1 - - 111 1 . 1 1 1 , ' , . 1 , . - - 11 1 ' 11 1 . 1 1 1 , , 1 . 1 1 1 . , 1 11 11 1 ' ' , 1 - 1 - 11 - 11 11 11 1 , . ' 1 1 1 1 - 1 11 11 ' ' - 1 ' 11 1 11 ' - ' - 1 1 1 , 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ' 1 - 11 11 11 - - - 11 - 11 1 1 - 1 , 1 . ,, . . . 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 , . , - 1 . . A . ,, . H - 1 - 1 1 . ,, . . . . . . . . . , . . . 1 1 1 . 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 . . . . H 1 1 1