Bennington High School - Catamount Yearbook (Bennington, VT)

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Tedication To Miss Corcoran, our faithful advisor, whose supply of friendly advice and patience we have all but exhausted, but who remains our everlast- ing friend, We, the class of '44, dedicate this year- book edition of the Catamount. 5

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Glass Wistar 1940! and we were to start our high school odyssey. Mr. Wood stirred uneasily in his chair as his portals swallowed their annual quota of unruly freshman. We started the year, as have all classes from time immemorial, by herd- ing into the assembly hall and listening to Mr. Wood outline our diet for the forthcoming year. For some, it was the first attempt at penetrating the maze of class-rooms but for other seasoned veterans, it was old stuff. For the next two months, freshmen as well as the rest of the student body, could be seen wending their ways through the myriad halls and corridors with their eyes glued on small rectangular slips of cardboard - their schedule cards. Teachers thought nothing of seeing a lost bat- talion coming into classes fifteen minutes late, or seeing a small bewildered group of freshmen fumble their way into French lll. Back in school again and another gauntlet to run. The end of the first marking period found confused parents, confused students, and con- fused faculty, a phenomenon which we were to find repeated every year, for the marking systems had been changed again. lt seemed that as soon as one system was firmly established in our minds, the office saw fit to change it: it wouldn't do to have the students fully understand how they were being failed. This year we guinea pigs were subjected to a new whim of the powers that be, for we were introduced to home room guidance periods. From the point of view of most of us students it was a failure and we gave the enterprise little cooperation: our passive resistance seems to have suc- ceeded, for it was discontinued after our sophomore year. Merrily, we strolled through the remainder of the year, taking the hard knocks of life as they came, and studiously taking advantage of scholastic opportunities afforded us by our patient faculty. When the class, that had so perilously undertaken to tread the thorny 7