Concord High School - Spider Web Yearbook (Concord, NC)

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Pictures from the math and physical education departments, and the teacher's lounge. Mrs. Alston is teaching her higher algebra class that logarithms are very easy. Larry, Creighton, and Betty don't think so. lt is 1:10, and Miss Blanche, Mrs. Howard, and Miss Lillian are resting before their next classes. Crack! Mr. Wilson is teaching his physical education class that it is easy to make a wrestling takedown. Poor ole Bill is the unlucky victim. And now there is an explanation of a rectangular solid in Mrs. Walker's eighth grade math. Mary Brantley explains how to make a graph in Mrs. Holshouser's algebra class. ,. 32 if ga! f4siz3LxfS ,pta sv .agp if Riga

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COLORS SONG Time: Something to Rezneniber Yon By Now all oiir .rrhool dayr are all pail and gone: And yet we fondly linger here, Yon gaze iff ,something to reineinber yon byg Thofe happy years' will ne'er return. In the world ahead, lie oiir brighteft drearny, Yet oar nieinorief fond, dwell here Jtill. With Jaddened hearty' and dewey eyey, we depart. We bid to all a .rad farewell. Long will om' hearty recall the joyf we have known, That boiznd 115 in .rweet friendfhip here. For time fan ne'er bring baek there, oar high Jehool dayf When we are faraway from thee. We will trod new pathy, ine the leuonf learned, With the hope that we :hall Jireeeed. Then thankf to thee our CI-1.5. af we party We bid to thee a fad farewell. MOTTO FLOWER Navy Blue and White We Build The Ladder By Whieh We Rife Red Rose POEM With fatnref bright, we turn away From thy beloved hallf. That dreamed-of day For each of zu, haf rome And ditty cally, Wfe'll alwayf be gratfal to you, Dear School. And thanks to our faealty too. The knowledge, experienee, and fan we'11e had- We owe it all to you, We owe I0 inafh to yon, our fehool, And nzay we eaeh repay, By praying to God for graze To live in thi: own way.