Candor Central High School - Candorama Yearbook (Candor, NY)

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i944 Candor' Central Schoo-I 1245 l Nlght Nolses and Imaginations at Camp If you have never gone camping you have really missed being scared to death. You re- ceive something from a camping trip which you probably will never forget. Especially lf you let your lmaglnatlon loose. As you slt by the camp-fire, the re- flections form many startling shadows. Look- ing around, you think an army of ghosts is after you and ls coming ln for the kill. If you take a llttle walk, the noises of birds and the grotesque shadows almost scare you to death 0 when at last you become tired, you crawl into the tent and ,go to bed. As soon as everything becomes quiet, you wlll probably hear a buzzing sound which you thlnk might be an airplane. In the next second you feel a sharp sting and realize that it was a mos- qulto who is happy for accomplishing his mlsslon. Then you hear the sound of foot steps. Your ears and eyes are on the alert for the lmaglnary bear when suddenly he scratches on the tent. You just lle quietly, expecting to llve only a few more minutes when through a crack ln the tent you see that lt ls just a rabbit hopping gayly about. Then you relax and fall asleep with your eyes taklng turns keeping watch. You just become comfortable when an owl gives a loud hoot from a nearby tree. You jump out of bed for a second and then lle down again only to stay awake for another hour. This usually keeps up all night, and when you crawl out of the tent ln the morning, you look like a scarecrow. You have bags underneath your eyes, your hair ls ln thousands of knots, and you're stlll thinking about the night before. So if you ever go camping, take a gun and plenty of ammunition and don't lmaglne anything, or youll use all your ammunition in One night- s. Wlnnlck Ghosts in July I was one of those not mu nights in t 1 S87 Q July. The sun was ready to fall ln the west. Three neighbor sisters, their brother and two other boys came down and asked my sister and me to go swimming with them in the creek, a one and a half mile's trot from home. We hurried down so we could get a longer swim. Boy! the water felt good after a hot day. We girls got out to dress before the boys did. While dressing, we made plans to se ahead of the boys and hide in that empty house on the corner. When the boys came, we could start screaming and moaning. The rest of the girls and I left the boys still swim- ming, but they said they would catch up with use We walked the lonely road saying what a good joke we had on the boys. We girls fi- nally pulled into the old house. It was pitch dark. None of us had a flash-light or anything to light so we could find our way around. First we bumped into a door, then a wall. If we weren't stepping on each others' feet, we were grabbing faces. Finally we all were seated comfortably, quietly waiting for the boys to come. The minutes dragged. I got up and said, nShucks, let's go home.n The girls all agreed and I opened the door. Bang! the door closed on me. Then Mary opened the door. As we stepped out, we were caught in cold wet hands. We started to scream and started to run. It was the boysl They had heard us in the house and thought they Uould have some fun by waiting 'til we came out. They knew if they'd put their wet bathing suits against us we would get scared. After running quite a distance, we stop- ped to catch our breath and the boys caught up with us and made an apology. We girls took it good naturedly and told them what our plans had been and they laughed it off. S. Kaidon Sisters 1 feel sorry for any boy who has never had two or three sisters to bother him. But l feel more sorry for those who have. - 1 have three sisters, all of whom are grown up and away from home. l think the world of these girls. But there was a time when l simply cou1dn't understand or tolerate them. Sisters are bound to pass through cer- tain stages of development, which, to a boy, are thoroughly disgusting and plain sllly. First, at the age of about ten, they start curling their halr and trying to look grown up, They play with paper dolls and won't let their bratty little brothers near them while they are playing. Next, they pass into the ntom boyn stage. They are always wanting the boys to play with them and lf they are bigger they Play rough and won't obey any rules of games. Then next they get boy crazy. They are always silly over this boy and that boy and wondering who likes them the best, when actually, the boys detest them. Then at about the age of sixteen, they begin to keep diaries and have dates and get letters. Their rooms become Wprlvaten and you have to go around on tlp-toe. Then they graduate from hlgh school, and if you are lucky, they go away to college. Then lo and behold, they get married, and become sensible for once. Then you don't see much of them and you wlsh you had apprec- iated the sisters more when they were home. Q- What form of life hills? A- Bees. What happens to the like Dorothy Gridley says, bright ----- while on the the star turns out to be a B. Richards is found in ant wish when a girl nStar bright, star way to Vestal, and beacon? The school piano has lockjaw as reported by Ralph Seeley. Helen Estelle says it practice to wink often. ls a good vision Miss Ogden: ldropping a book on the f1oor.l 'Darn 1t.u W. Richards: nTeacher, such language.n Rene Austin: nWell, she's human anyway. Wendell Richards: nDon't be too sure about EEat.n Page thirty-fwo