Bolton High School - Bruin Yearbook (Alexandria, LA)

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TolaMaj Time vastly affects the lives of everyone, even the students of Bolton High. Yes, it seems as if Father Time casts his influence over us all. School takes in at a certain time; and then there are those forty minutes one can serve after school if he couldn't keep step with the hands of the clocks and get to classes promptly. It's the “Kept In Room for “ten o'clock scholars. Time seems so all-imoortant in this modern world of ours, and Boltonites make the best “clock watchers. The Freshmen come into their classes, new at first, and seem very attentive. Soon, however, classes are no longer a novelty and they can be seen peeping around at the clocks, which, as far as the students are concerned, are placed inconveniently at the back of the classrooms. The Sophomores are those who emerge successfully from the Freshman class, shorn of timidity and shyness. Of course they have become much more adept at “clock watching. Even while “teacher is looking they delib- erately count the minutes before time for the bell. Everyone counts minutes! Teachers did it once and we suspect (though we'd never say it) they even do it now. The Juniors are the ones who have passed an envious milestone. Full fledged Boltonites, they know what it is all about. Yes, “congrats to our Juniors. They are grand “clock watchers, even between classes. When the hand of the clock jumps the last minute, who starts out knowing full well the bell will ring before he can be called back? Could it be a Senior? Maybe, but there must be many a Senior, who while reminiscing, wishes he might turn back the clock; make those minutes jump backward. But time marches on. 22

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When the hands of a school clock reach the Senior year, a student knows that his high school days are over, that fun and carefreeness have ended, that life is ready to receive him. The success of the Senior class in doing its part for the school has been equally divided. There are those pupils who have brought honor to the school in the winning of various literary contests. Others have worked hard for four years and made honor roll records in their studies. Some have contributed their energy and time toward the making of football, basketball, track, and other athletic teams, of which we can justly be proud. But there are still those who have quietly cooperated with the leaders of their class and who have been satisfied with sitting back and enjoying the accom- plishments and worrying over the failures. His high school days are among the fondest memo- ries of any Senior. To some the memory of being the most frequent visitor to the Kept In Room will always remain. To others, nervous moments at central and state rallies, cloud the memory. To the Debating team and Speech Pupils, the fun enjoyed on state trips will always be remembered. To the whole Senior class, Carnival, Mock Trial, Christmas holidays, and football—in and out of town games—will be happy spots of the past year. A few dark spots will blot the past: The times we lost those football games, the first day of every school year, the day exams were finished and report cards issued. So ends the Senior's high school days. Whether he has been a success or has tasted the cup of failure, is not the most important issue. If he has played the game fair and square, there is much in store. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. —Longfellow.