Belleville Township High School - Bellevinois Yearbook (Belleville, IL)

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Give that boy a jelly bean for making a 43 on his psysiography exam.” 101

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No day is average for everyone, they’re all different. But lots of them pass by very much alike because of that thing called routine. As morning gilds the skies we arrive groggy and eyes half-shut. We yawn as we fish through our neat, orderly lockers on a search for the book we forgot to take home. Soon as we grab a pencil we finish up a couple assignments or go visiting across the hall with a few of the fellas. Rin-n-n-n-g — what a jab — first hour bell — hope our eyelids don’t slip on us. First hour classes include almost every imaginable subject that all educated scholars might consider study¬ ing. Maybe it’s art —you know —beauty, line, mass, color — one slip of the knife or paint brush and we’ve been deflated. Second hour — maybe it’s college algebra that’s floating through the atmosphere trying to pene¬ trate our dense skulls. The answers would come faster on the slide rule, if we only could figure out how to use it. If our answers are correct, we aren’t always sure our method is. Ah ha, gotta problem that I bet the teacher can’t even work. Third hour — Chinese? Nope. Latin, and a test, too. Couldn’t it be postponed? We can guess or use our horse sense. We’re really sure of a big red E. Well, she did ask everything we didn’t study. 4a — Best hour of the day — time for relaxa¬ tion and conversation, and that wonderful deli¬ cacy of life —chow. We tangle ourselves in the stampede to the lunch line and snack counter for a fish sandwich with lots of sauc e. Then we steal or find a seat at the table with our friends. If it’s warm we congregate outside. 4b — Study hall, gym class or maybe biology. We attempt to keep an orderly notebook, be¬ come students of mysterious Mother Nature and will see a mystery if we could only get the $—%” to focus. 4c —History, agriculture, perhaps it’s typing and a five-minute speed test. We never remem¬ ber making all those tiny mistakes. What a time catching up with our assignments and nothing more exasperating than finishing up a letter that we started wrong. Fifth hour —Sewing, chemistry, English, speech —are we standing correctly? Are your hands in the right place or should we put them in our pockets? Will it run over three minutes? Wonder what grade we ll make — gosh, forgot what the next idea was — gotta bluff — thank heavens it’s over! Sixth hour — Study, home ec class, shop — ingenious creature, man — especialv his ma¬ chines. No, I won’t stick my finger in. 3:22 — Another minute — we rush madly to our locker to gather our books and fly to a meeting or to the bus and then we re home¬ ward bound.

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Cun rft CeteA. The headless horseman of B.T.H.S. We’re lovely—we’re engaged — we run! The Inside Story Ha, ha, you can’t catch me . . . In this corner we have . . . For relief of nervous tension. I believe I can fly! 102