Warsaw High School - Blast Yearbook (Warsaw, NY)

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class HISIOI2 In 1945 the class of '58 entered kindergarten with Miss Meyers as our teacher. Mary Ann cried for a whole week before she became accustomed to school. Tom Sim- mons was always chasing the girls and throwing blocks. The boys threatened to destroy the girls' playhouse, but Miss Myers said they would have to build another if they did. Not feeling ambitious, they gave up the idea. Here we learned the Elephant Song com- plete with motions. Somehow we managed to graduate into the first grade where we were separated into two rooms, Miss Hammond's and Mrs. Rich's. We learned how to use crayons and pencils fairly well here, and that year Shelley Stokes joined us. 1949 found our happy group in second grade. In Mrs. Wickens' room Dian Em- bury brought her musical teddy bear to school to play during rest period. The year was marked by our Pleasant Street project, an experiment in community living. In Miss Charles' room we read our Good Habit books and made a garden, and when anyone stepped out of line, the soap suds really flew. Third grade found us in Miss Stafford's and Miss Dick's rooms, where Susan Nicholson joined us. In Miss Stafford's class we discovered the amazing fact that we live on a ball which is constantly revolving without scattering the third grade into space. Miss Dick dressed Bruce Zeches and some of the other boys in girls' clothes as a punishment for talking too much. It was that year, also, that we started taking gym. Roger Brei and Jim Alfieri joined our class in the fourth grade as they had had enough of the class of '57. At once Mary Ann and Connie Fader were infatuated with Roge. Here the class spent the day cleaning windows, while the other section dodged the ruler. That year, also, many of our class began their musical careers with Mr. Harvey. In the fifth grade more romances started. We first noticed one when John Hoy kept chasing Bev Lundahl in initial tag. That year was also marked by the manufacture of salt maps, which we sampled at first and found were not exactly tasty. Mrs. Gardner neglected to add flavoring, and they were very salty. In the sixth grade we picked up a few more members and then at last we were in the seventh grade and junior high school. We felt very grown up, for we were allowed to go from room to room each period. The current romances that year were Clarice and Gayle, Trudy and Jim. However most of us were smothered in fractions and Indians, not to mention grammar and biographies. Mrs. Van Order enchanted us with all her fascinating stories in the eighth grade. We put on a Thanksgiving play without the pumpkins or the turkey. Instead there was plenty of com flakes and one confused audience. Judy Wickens made a darling grand- mother, and Mary Ann's rabbit was larger than she was. As ninth graders we held the honor of being the first freshman class to terrorize the new school. Susie Smith joined us from Pittsford that year, and she made a hit doing the Tennessee WigWalk at Jim's birthday party. Rog can really make good cake too. The highlight of our sophomore year was the Leap Year Dance. Life those first three years was a jumble of studies, dates, basketball games, dances, All-County and All- State, dates, football, candy sales, Blasts, baked food sales, intramurals, book reports, dates, dates and dates!! ! !! Finally we became seniors. The class of '58 has nearly reached its goal - to graduate in '58. The senior play, Father Knows Best, was a hilarious success, and the cast will not soon forget the days and nights spent in rehearsal. The year promises to be a busy one as we contemplate the future. As this goes to press, the Senior Ball and our Washington trip are still ahead of us. We are all looking forward now to that great day when we will don our caps and gowns and march forward to receive those coveted di- plomas. 'I2