Weymouth High School - Campus / Reflector Yearbook (Weymouth, MA)

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REFLECTOR 13 Ed 1 1 or 1 aLs Editorial We of the Reflector staff are looking forward to a big year. We see visions and dream dreams , hoping that, in the months which are before us, at least some of them may be realized. Yet this thing cannot be without your co-opera- tion ; by this I mean an honest effort on your part to submit original material of real worth and value. Contrary to the opinion of some that most of the work submitted is carelessly read and more carelessly consigned to the waste-basket, we as- sure you that the exact opposite of this is true. However, we are not endowed with the super- human ability to fathom writing which is illeg- ible, nor have we the time to dig for the reallv good ideas which may be buried in carelessly written work. Therefore, we are forced to make a ruling that only those compositions neatly done shall be considered for publication. Just a word to the freshmen — please do not be discouraged and think because you are fresh- men your work is not considered. We have this year a special freshman section. Do your part to make it grow. Finally, the Reflector is our paper, yours as well as mine. We are counting on your interest and co-operation. The Editor Sckool 5pint When I attended a high-chool football game at one of the neighboring towns recently, I was surprised to see the number of students who were present to help their team on to victory. With the assistance of their cheer leaders, who had enough pep to fill everyone with the spirit of the game, they certainly made a good show- ing. The school band aided a great deal in stir- ring both the players and the spectators. All of these things help to arouse the fighting spirit of a team, who then try to fill us with pride for them. We think that we have school spirit. Maybe some of us have, but what about those of us who never attend a game of any kind? When we compare the percentage of the at- tendance at our football games with that of other schools, we find that it amounts to about half as much. The crowds that turn out to their games should make us feel pretty small. Come on, Weymouth, help to make our school have as good an attendance at our games as any other school, or even better! Betty Donovan ' 34 Evelyn (at a ball game, as pitcher and catcher hold a conference) : What are they talking about ? Freddie: About what to throw to the next batter. Evelyn: But they aren ' t allowed to throw anything except the ball, are they?

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12 REFLECTOR Wken I Start My Ford A-Chunkin ( When the Frost is on the Punkin ' , with apologies to James Whitcomb Riley.) When I start my Ford a-chunkin ' , and the bearin ' s ' gin to knock, And the pistons start a-slappin ' , and the car begins to rock, And the rattle of the fenders, and the pumping of the oil, And the burble, burble, as the water ' gins to boil, Oh, then ' s the time I always am a ' feelin ' at my best ; When I start the motor going, and it bangs away with zest, And the radiator rattles like the ringing of a clock, When I start my Ford a-chunkin ' , and the bearin ' s ' gin to knock. Daniel Pratt ' 35 Armistice Day Lay down your arms, soldier boy; Your fighting days are o ' er. You need not risk your life again; Nay, you needn ' t risk it any more! Peace is now your watchword, Peace, the sentry ' s cry ; Peace, the holy word of words, That means no more shall die. Lay down your arms, soldier boy, Home you soon will be, Home, that place of loved ones, Home, across the sea. There will be your mother, She who calls you dear. So lay down your arms, soldier boy; Armistice Day is here. Geraldine R. Colligan Junior Annex Tl lanksgiving D ay Down the street and along the way To the football game we go. It ' s Weymouth and Hingham playing today — To this game we always go. Here come the fellows of whom we ' re proud. If they win or lose, we must cheer them loud. The game goes on mid chatter and shout. We ' re ahead, we ' re behind — but wait till the end. We shiver and wish we had never come ; To see your team lose is no sort of fun. But is that the way a pal treats a friend? Does he turn him down when the road seems to bend? So we ' ll do our part by cheering them on. What a lot encouragement can do! Look ! There they go ! They have passed the line ! That ' s Weymouth High spirit. We ' ve won the game. Priscilhi Adams ' 34 If I Were a Mill lonaire If I were a millionaire, kids, If I were a millionaire, There would be nothing too good in this World for me and my pals to share. I ' d buy up every schoolhouse in the nation, I ' d write upon the blackboard big and clear; Instead of one, there would be two vacations, Each vacation six months twice a year. There wouldn ' t be any school when it was raining, I ' d let you stay at home when it was clear. I would buy you ice-cream mountains, And build you soda fountains, If I were a millionaire. Anna Burns ' 35 Compliments of REIDY ' S PHARMACY Jackson Square East Weymouth, Mass.

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14 REFLECTOR On Enthusiasm Great things have never been achieved with- out enthusiasm. Whether it be in art, literature, science, or at the battlefront, success is impos- sible unless somewhere in the soul of an indi- vidual there burns the spark of enthusiasm. Without it, Napoleon could not have risen from the ranks of the commoners to become the dic- tator of a great nation ; Dickens would nevei have written David Copperfield or A Tale of Two Cities; Beethoven, the great master of the symphony, could not have risen above his deaf- ness to leave us that which has enriched the music of the world for over a hundred years. The successful business man is the one who puts enthusiasm into his work — and tell me, fel- low students, which is the truly successful teacher : the one who puts his whole heart and soul into hia work, or the one who does the job merely because he is getting paid for it? You know as well as 1, having, no doubt, had expe- rience with both types. Let us, therefore, have a zeal for our work, enthusiasm in all that we undertake, whether it is playing football, doing home-work, or writing for the Reflector. Get into the spirit of the thing! Put into life the best that is in you, — for as you give, that also shall you receive. Dorothy Sprague ' 34 Success Did You Know That Stairs that lead nowhere are used as an ob- servatory at Koslin, Germany? Murphy, North Carolina, is farther from its own capital than from those of the six other states around North Carolina? Greenland ' s two newspapers are published at public expense and delivered free of charge? The Yangtze-Kiang, which flows about 3000 miles, is the longest river in Asia? Bermuda has not had a murder or kidnapping in fifty years? The earth ' s surface is 73.39 per cent, water and 26.61 per cent, land? Three women operatives have been added to England ' s famous detective force at Scotland Yard? An old Charlotte, North Carolina, ordinance makes it illegal to wash a horse on the street? Molasses is used in the manufacture of shoe- blacking ? A country with two capitals is an appropriate name for Bolivia? The actual capital is La Paz. The legal capital is Sucre. 42,500,000 letters and post cards are mailed every week in London ? One-third of these are posted between the hours of 4:30 and 6:30 p. m. 900 telephone conversations take place every second in the United States? Enez Melkon ' 34 Success consists not so much in sitting up at night as being awake in the morning. This is a maxim which is too often forgotten. For ex- ample, it does a person little good to study far into the night if he will not be awake in the morning to benefit by his work. It is difficult to analyze this statement, for it is plain and full of meaning in itself. To be a success, however, everyone must have a goal. After that aim has been attained, he has still not accomplished that which was proposed if he is completely satisfied with himself. He must find another objective for which to strive, because everyone ought to have some definite aim in life. Self-satisfaction is a poor reward for success. Evelyn Magee ' 34 Wife (at 2 a. m.) : Wake up, John, wake up! There ' s a burglar in the next room. Husband (sleepily) : Well, I ' ve no revolver. You go in and look daggers at him. An eighth-grade class was asked to write Kip- ling ' s Recessional in an examination. The last lines of the poem are as follows: Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. When the teacher corrected the papers that evening, she read on one: The Lord God of Hosts was with me not; So 1 forgot, so I forgot.