Alliance High School - Chronicle Yearbook (Alliance, OH)

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CLASSES - FOOTBALL - BAND - QUEENS - CLUBS - AND A HUNDRED MORE STUDENTS, YOU'RE TIN SCHOOL AGAIN! 7

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Jfprfuafe 7? 6 Fall .......,.... . BACK TO .- FACULTY - CHEERLEADERS - THINGS - COME ON

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School Ddjfff . . . Srioof Daze . . . On September 11, 1939 alarm clocks shrieked all over the city at the unearthly hour of 7:00 A. M., and hundreds of sleepy people between the ages of fourteen and eighteen rolled out of bed, for that long- awaited day had arrived - Alliance High School was reopening. Back into its halls for another year of education poured milling crowds of students - short students, tall students, thin students, fat students, and students. Back also came the teaching staff, whose three months, vacation had prepared them for the hectic nine months that were to come. Miss Hilda Moore turned her back on the blue Waters of Canada's Lake Louise. Miss Charlene Burrell arrived, thawing out from the cold blasts of Labrador. And Miss Elisa- beth Carson came back again to our high school from sunny California. A few students gzilher round to inspect the newly assigned locker. 8 Mr. Ray Reighart regretfully abandoned his golf, and Mr. Clyde Stanley bade fare- well to his fishing, while Mr. Vaughan re- turned from his See America First cam- paign, in which he visited both World's Fairs. Swiftly the students settled into the first day's routine. There were the Hfresh- ies , looking slightly scared by this strange new place where everyone dashed madly by without even noticing them. They had many things to do which they were unaccustomed to. They must find their homerooms, find their lockers, and, of course, find the ele- vator. There were the sophomores, aptly named 'fwise foolsn by the ancient Greeks. They wore an air of haughty grandeur, for, after all, had they not been here a whole year? Then there were the juniors, wise still but fools no longer, looking forward to the big event of their junior year, the prom. And, of course, there were the mighty seniors appearing a trifle awed by their own importance, but nevertheless completely ig- noring the scurrying underclassmen. The first day is like the last few minutes of a close basketball game: everything hap- pens at once. When the students arrive in the morning, tanned and refreshed by their vacation, they report at once to their home- room, or at least they should. Here they re- ceive a schedule for the coming semester and are assigned both a seat and a locker tmaybeb. As the bell for the first period rings, the far-sighted students who have a lock tucked safely away in a far corner of their pocket dash madly out of the door and collar a locker, their own locker preferably. But in a pinch they arenit particular. Having completed this feat without loss of life or limb, they proceed nonchalantly to their first class where they are assigned a textbook. Here follows a terrific battle between hon- esty, which says that the book they received is in good condition and should be marked l l