Classical High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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‘Attention Shoppers!”’ S ome students do it on the basis of need, and some do it simply to find a place to hang out. Oth- ers do it to kill time on a rainy after- noon, but still others have made shopping trips a weekly ritual. No matter what the reason is, hundreds of high school students may be found week after week spending their time as well as their paychecks in a variety of local stores. To find out exactly what drives teens to spend their money on these expeditions into the malls, one has but to ask. For instance, one Central senior, Joe Ferraro, said he spent a lot of time in such record stores as Strawberries and Record Town. Joann Troiano was a bit more generous with her money; she visited the stores fre- quently to buy gifts for birthdays, graduations, and sometimes just to brighten a friend’s day. But most students admitted that the desire to acquire the latest fash- ions was what lead them to dig into their pockets and shell out the cash. When it came to buying clothes, the stores frequented most often by Cen- tral girls were Lemer’s and Ormond's. The stores that attracted the guys from Central were Chess King, The Top: Justin Gates shops for the latest Casual Male, and Steiger S. 5G = : hits. Left: Kelly Adams found the perfect After a strenuous day of shopping, ' i outfit. Above: Denise Graham wonders many students would plop down in a ate how anybody could pay that kind of mon- restaurant booth for something to ye ey for something so wild. drink to quench the thirst of shopping fever. Of course there are some symp- toms that indicate such a serious ill- ness; hunger, fatigue, and an alarm- ing absence of money once the delirium wears off... Lisa Wilson Right: Kathy Maroney and Mike Naglieri use some of their leisure time to attend the Big E. 8 LEISURE

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eos Fae Many a summer day was wiled away on Kim Forastiere’s inflatable rubber sea raft. 4 Robert Hogan, Jennifer Faulkner, and Lisa Roche spent an enjoyable and fun-filled evening at the summer's annual Big E fair held at West Springfield. ; aah, Summer! Visions of A sun, and surf pop into your mind. Bikini- clad bodies, all trying to acquire the perfect tan, glistened with Suntan oil. Muscled torsos, bronzed by the blinding sun, had women’s heads turning. On the flip side, there were those whose bodies refused to tan in the Slighest, settling instead for a bright shade of lobster red. And then there was the sand. Sand in your hair, sand in your bathing Suit, sand in your shoes, and sand in your tape deck! And the sun! Blazing heat rays pounded down upon your poor unprotected body. Lymph nodes emmitted gallons of sweat, leav- ing your body slick and odorous. But as soon as you got into the water, all of your complaints about the sand and sun disap- peared. Waves crashed into your body, leaving you cool and re- freshed. You swam out farther and farther until your toes could not touch the sandy bottom any longer, and you bodysurfed the next wave into the beach. You repeated this game over and over again until your pleasure abated. You slowly made your way to shore, feeling somewhat heavier than when you entered the ocean. You flopped down on your huge beach blanket, put on some sunglasses, and sSurren- dered your body to the sun’s ri golden rays. As you reclined there spread-eagled, you felt the drops of water on your body slowly evaporate into the air as the heat baked you mercilessly. If you concentrated hard enough, you might have been able to feel the melanin working its way up towards your outer Skin. If you were lucky, you would have a tan in about 3 to 4 hours. As you soaked up the sun, oth- er activities were occuring around you. A volleyball game had been set up at the far end of the beach. Sounds of the ball be- ing hit reached your ears, and your half-conscious mind tuned into a nearby conversation on the advantages of the string biki- ni. Personally you opted for the One-piece bathing suit. Sounds of the pounding surf reached you, lulling you into a more drowsy state. You could hear the sounds of children’s laughter, the strains of the latest top 40 songs, and the words of an agi- tated parent reprimanding a de- linquent child. Finally the day drew to an end, and you still haven’t achieved your perfect tan. But there was always a to- morrow to look forward to. If what you have just read had you reminiscing and long for the long, hot days at the beach, have no fear - there is still next year. Monique Mata Hundreds flocked to the beaches last summer to take advantage of the hot and sunny weather. Crowds like these were typical of many beaches. SUMMER 7

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Maria Ahladas and Jenni- fer Dzija rejoice after find- ing just what they were looking for. Left Below: Bob O’Connor and Josh Rice sack out after a tough day of music competition. Below: Nothing beats the peace and quiet of an empty classroom. School's Rude Awakening A synonomous word for “‘leisure’’ is ““life’’. We work, go to school, and oth- erwise suffer so that we can find free time in which to indulge in earthly plea- sures. Life without leisure is mere sur- vival, similar to the mundane existence of the lower life forms we are accus- tomed to stepping on. Each year, a new craze dominates the leisure forum; however, there are always the old classics which have practically become American institu- tions. Different people generally have different tastes, but we have not let this fact discourage our coverage of the many lesisure time activities that soci- ety partakes in. In this sub-section of student life, we hope to show you yourself, your friends, and several unfamiliar faces engaging in various leisure practices, many of which rich businessmen would call barbaric and highly unreputable. A controversial topic for our leisure section has been debated as ‘“‘neces- Sary”’ as well as a “luxury.” This topic is sleeping. There are those of us healthy souls who depend upon 8 hours of deep sleep, as opposed to those night people who grab a three- hour nap in their spare time. Anywhere you look, you can find a person sleep- ing, or at least attempting to: at home, on the beach, in the car, in school. Of- ten-times, we tend to lack discretion as to where we catch a few winks, particu- larly during the summer months, when one finds himself sleeping well past noon.But hey, that’s what the lazy summertime is for. . . ; Glenn Cratty miss school at all. Above: Lori Nelson’s smile shows she doesn’t Left: Jackie Wil- hite spends her free time indulging herself. LEISURE 9