Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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Science for fun and profit Of all the extracurricular activities at A.H.S., being a laboratory assistant is probably the best, for the sin- gle reason that it is the only work for which you can be paid. Join any other club, and you pay dues. Become a lab assistant, and the school pays you. Actually, the lab assistants are not so mercenary. Although their help is worth money, the practical sci- entific knowledge they acquire is even more valuable. These students like to learn by doing in different fields of science: chemistry, physics, and biology. The Sci- ence Department has many complex and delicate de- vices, and there is a right way to handle each of them. Add to this the fact that science itself demands preci- sion, especially in the use of chemicals and electricity, and you can see that lab assistants n;ust work care- fully. They do such things as making up and standard- izing solutions, preparing microscopic slides, and meas- uring the wave length of a beam of light. These pro- cedures will be useful in college science courses, so that being a lab assistant is really a headstart. It is the ideal job for students who enjoy science and don’t mind being paid to learn a little more about it. Check! “Well, what are you waiting for?” First Row: . DeVries, JV. Moran, T. Prato, S. Vozella, L. Contos, H. Stockman. Second Row: S. Steele, S. Stefanidakis, P. Shoenheiter. Game of strategy This boy plays chess in the tradi- tional manner — all alone. Any day, in room 14B, you can see members of the Chess Club laughing, talking, jumping up and down, and occasionally pushing little plastic pieces around on chess boards. The Chess Club is founded on the opti- mistic idea that anyone can be taught the principles of this fascinating royal game. One of the first skills mem- bers learn is that of debating, for at Chess Club meet- ings discussions on any topic can be heard. The Club’s best players participate as a team in an inter-scholastic Chess League. Through the years, the team has had an excellent record of championships. To continue the tradition, fearless leader Jack Marshall organized a relentless drive to win. Since battling fiercely with other teams did not exhaust the members’ energy, the Chess Club expanded its interests this year. A Bridge Club was added, and now there is a game for almost everybody. 25

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Send the Art Club to Greenwich Village! I. Spaneas, J. Gariepy, L. Lanza, G. Young, D. Curran. Still life with violin and Indian corn. First meeting of the “revised Art Club” . . . every- body staring silently at the new officers . . . “Is this for real?” . . . posing on desks for pencil sketches . . . “Well, don’t just stand there — poseV . . . waiting on the steps of AHS on a Saturday morning . . . feet freezing to the pavement ... off to Walden Pond! . . . “We’ve been drivin’ for seven hours” . . . “Irene, did you really think you could make a left turn from the right lane on Concord Turnpike?” . . . “How can I sketch the trees when my fingers are frozen together?” . . . the history of bananas . . . polluting the Pond with potato chips . . . Bob quacking at the seagull, (or was it a duck?) . . . Diane quacking at the fish . . . Jeanne quacking at everybody . . . the sun comes out and we thaw out . . . more trees . . . “Since when do palm trees grow at Walden Pond?” . . . Phil discovers a railroad . . . “Are those oil pastels?” . . . “No, they’re regular pastels” . . . Peggy discovers a sailor . . . “Are you children really drawing?” . . . next meeting: cutting up magazines for fun and profit . . . “What will your plants eat today?” . . . answer; your Dodge dealer ... the question is: “Does Queen Eliza- beth have a glass jaw?” . . . “Amy, you can’t make a ballerina from melted wax crayons; it will look as if her limbs are rotting away” ... “I think I just singed off my eyelashes!” . . . “Mr. Robinson, please stay calm, but there is a paraffin fire raging in that bucket and it WON’T GO C)UT!” . . . 5:00 P.M.: “Haven’t you kids left yet?” . . . “What shall we do in the spring? Go to the Common and sketch the pigeons?” . . . and we did just that . . . Living sculpture. 24

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What will the Science Club think of next? First Row: L. Dohlman, J. Comeau, T. Prato, J. DeVries, K. Forest. Second Row: C. Jay, J. Kleban, J. Manfredi, J. Hil- ferty, C. Bresnahan, J. Matheson, S. McLean, L. Contos. What does the Science Club do? Every day, in the closely guarded confines of room 36, dedicated young scientists gathered, but for purposes of national secu- rity, their activities must for the present remain secret. It can only be said that some rather strange experi- ments occurred! The Science Club does have some programs carried on in full view of The Public Eye. Numerous field trips have been financed by car washes, bake sales, and a school-wide protection racket. Various speakers have come . . . and gone, to the immense delight of the sadistic young mob listening to them. A first this year was our intrusion into the realm of movie-land. After seeing many films supplied by the department, we decided to make our own avant-garde attempt. It was a time-consuming, intricate job of syn- chronizing sound and pictures. Then, at the world premiere; the audience came . . . and left. One event that was successful was a trip to the dump. This rock-pile, the refuse from the construction of the Ouabbin Reservoir Aqueduct, was a source of some very exciting rocks. Throughout the year, members enjoyed other activi- ties, such as thumb wrestling and intimidating Mr. Meserve, our beloved leader. A few radicals even en- tered the Science Eair. “With these hands . . . ” “They’re obviously better than paper ones.” 26