Charlotte Technical High School - Technique Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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CLASS VOYAGE It was a bright morning in September, 1943, when we boarded the good ship “Tech High.” It was the same old ship that had landed many students safely in the “Land of Great Wisdom.” As we went aboard we gazed around in wonder, dazzled by the newness of everything. We began at once to get acquainted with the others who were to be our fellow-passengers through the Seventh Grade Cruise among the Islands of Smaller Learning and on through this voyage on the sea of High School Life. As we became adapted to the newness of the big ship, we grew very enthusiastic and asked many questions of our Captain as to the nature of our voyage and its probable length. He assured us that if we were persevering and diligent in our duties we should reach our destination at the end of six years. So it was with hopeful hearts and smiling faces that we steamed away from the wharf and out of the harbor, actually embarking on our Voyage of High School Life. We sailed along fairly smoothly through the sub-freshman seas but the water became rougher when we reached the islands in Freshman Sea. Naturally we had a few cases of seasickness. Various ones were tempted to throw up algebra, shorthand, and other disagreeable dishes and toss some of their valuable belongings overboard as the sea became rougher, hut we had an extremely capable staff who assured us that these disagreeable dishes could be digested over and over until they were perfectly assimilated. Heretofore the waters upon which we had sailed seemed small and sheltered, hut as we stood on the deck of the ship and raised our held glasses to our eyes, we saw a seemingly endless body of water. The Captain explained that the voyage of High School Life was really over four bodies of water, so closely joined together that they seemed but one immense sea. It was during our voyage in the Freshman Sea that we received the glad tidings that the Second World War, which involved so many of our friends and relatives, was over. By the time we had traversed the Freshman Sea we had begun to wonder if we began to be more hopeful as we entered Sophomore Sea and realized that we were drawing nearer our destination. During our voyage on the Sophomore Sea we elected the following people to guide us and help make our voyage easier: Jarvis King, President; Joe Lassiter. Vice-President; Betty Eudy, Secretary, and Betty Jane Funderburk, Treasurer. Our very capable pilots during this phase of the voyage were Mrs. Wheatley, Miss Riggins, and Mr. Hintz. After so long a time we had grown tired of shipboard, so we decided that we would stop and have an afternoon of recreation. We took a trip to Morrow Mountain and everyone really had a wonderful time. Almost before we realized it we had reached the next to the last phase of our voyage, the Junior Sea. We were fortunate to have as our very capable leaders: Lewis Bacot as President, Betty Brown as Vice-President, Frank Kerchner as Secretary, Betty Eudy as Treasurer, and as our advisers, Miss Pridgen, Miss Hinson, and Mr. Hintz. This was a very momentous year of our voyage in the good ship “Tech High.” Immediately we began to make preparation for one of the biggest events of the year, the Junior Play. The play chosen was “Aunt Susie Shoots the Works,” and our very talented cast made it a huge success. The proceeds, of course, were used to hnance the biggest event of the year, the Junior-Senior Banquet, which was held in the Spring. It was during our journey over the Junior Sea that we sailed through the roughest part of our voyage. One of the obstacles that nearly wrecked us was the English research themes, but finally, after nearly driving Mrs. Kistler insane, stampeding the Public Library, and rushing like mad to make the deadline, we survived the rough sailing, and by the time we had gone through this awful experience, we had really acquired our “sea-legs.” We were sailing smoothly along on the waters of School Life when suddenly we realized that we had but one more body of water to cross before we embarked on the great sea of Life— we were now on the sea called “Senior.” We were encouraged when we found that our able advisers were to be Miss Hinson, Mrs. Reid, and Mr. Goins. We elected as our student leaders Wade Black, President; Lewis Bacot, Vice-President; Mary Woidyla, Secretary; and Pat Crenshaw, Treasurer. We ran into rough water again in Senior English, but Mrs. Kistler was an extremely capable pilot and somehow managed to get us through without too many casualties. As we near the end of our voyage we realize that had it not been for our advisers, who helped us in every way possible, we never would have made the harbor. As we launch out into an even more majestic ocean on the Voyage of Real Life, we shall always remember and be loyal to our friends and leaders of the good ship “Tech High.” Joyce Harwell Page Twenty-nine

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SENIOR SNAPS Page Twenty-eight

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