Turners Falls High School - Peske Tuk Yearbook (Turners Falls, MA)

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19 3 4 TURNERS FALLS HIGH SCHOOL Page 29 3bj |Doem Tiny vine that grows so tall We fain would plant today. We ask that thou wilt guide us all In our bewildered way. As you forever upward climb Teach us the strength and power That we, while marching steadily on Will need in every hour. Not for us will the tuneful bell Ring through the familiar halls, Our recitations all are passed In the school of vine-clad walls. We know that the heart oft will ponder On the dreams that fade so fast. So, on the ivy-green walls, will linger The memory of days that are past. But the thought of the joys will stay with us, And the friendships that ne’er can die Will make us, tiny vine, reach upward Holding our standards high. ■ III! ' ■+ Phyllis Gunn

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TURNERS FALLS HIGH SCHOOL 19 3 4 —»—■ Page 28 ■— -- Class ls ong, ’34 Now life can never be quite the same, A new goal is ours, a much higher aim. Our hearts are free, our pulses strong We’ll reach success for which we long. Chorus Soon we must leave and reach for a star Some will find it nearer, others must journey far. A wistful joy now fills our hearts As into the world we go to do our parts. And now we’ll give in cheerful chorus, ringing praise To the memory of high school days. Memories in our hearts enshrined Of charming, ivy walls, will come to mind. And all those friendships loyal and true, Will remain with us the long years through. Chorus Soon we must leave and reach for a star Some will find it nearer, others must journey far. A wistful joy now fills our hearts As into the world we go to do our parts. And now we’ll give in cheerful chorus, ringing praise To the memory of high school days. Helen Olchowski + ■--

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Page 30 TURNERS FALLS HIGH SCHOOL 19 3 4 ®fje Class iMstorp HAT obstreperousness was going on in good old Turners Falls High School. There came to pass a dusting and sweeping that was unusual. The desks were varnished as they had never been varnished before. The school shivered with such industry inside. Why? It was September 1930 and the renowned class of 1934 was entering the next day. The next morning, a few hours before opening time, the principal and teachers were all dressed up in their best bibs and tuckers, as my old friend Hathaway T. Prendergast would say, to greet our honorable selves. At the appointed time we did arrive and our illustri¬ ous personages were escorted to our rooms on the second and third floors. During the day we noticed the awe and respect given us, for were we not the class of ’34? Says Mr. Sprinklefield Zilch, one of the typical frosh of the class of ’34: “To each soph that they met they would bellow, ‘Hi there, old sock-in-the-wash, old fellow!’ But they got a surprise Which made them realize That they should have said only, ‘Hello’.” Days passed, and we swept along our noble paths to fame. Came the Freshmen Reception. Quite a few of the historic class of ’34 attended, and went through the customary rituals, and then danced. We swung gracefully about the dance floor — well anyway we swung about it. Says Sprinklefield Zilch of this affair: “To some couples it was just a dream; To others, three plates of ice cream. Many things it could be, But on one, all agree, The freshmen were really a scream.” While freshmen, we, of course, were a little frivolous. At times we would become bored with work and then things would pop. I again quote from Sprinklefield Zilch for an example. “Some bored frosh in a class that is dry— ‘This is awful, let’s start something,’ they sigh. And, boy, did they have fun! In a hole in the ground they now lie.” es it was quite an interesting class, all right. We must have been a very nice class too, lor alter ten months of school, the authorities presented us with a two months’ vacation plus the title of sophomores when we should return. Of course, you must realize, we were the great class of ’34 anyway. Because of these pleasing arrangements, we decided to honor them with our presence in the fall. We found many duties staring us in the eye upon our return. We elected class officers and discussed what the official ring of our famous class would be like. Then, we put on our