Cranston High School - Cranstonian Yearbook (Cranston, RI)

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61:56, H14 UMIMJIMMVIII if lllllfMlMllIlllll4l 11101, rsalillllllaulll IttCWlllil7litllM,MAMMlli lddftllff Hlhmlfxfl' Y,-M2 ' -s .7 V ' : ' . i'5'i '. .Qf'5fI'f3i1'5':::' ' K ' ' F- ' , , , .. W . -f , ' , Z UMIWI , f' u , 'g . llH ' y.1, ,i , ,. fi ' vig,- 'T4,,ml'r, f x ff 'I ' .' .1 ui. H a 1. ...J A .1 .u . i . ' . A .1 A 4 ,v ,.' AV: Our Loeal Celebrities How well do ou know our local celebrities? B local, we mean those included in the vast Y . Y V . . . realms of Cranston High School. Read carefully for we are sure that the identity of several will puzzle you. For instance, do ou know the teacher who is famous for her ori inal resentation of that . .. V ., . . 5 P poor little word wherefore ? Then there is the mathematics teacher well-known for two reasons, first, her extensive use of the motto, Readin maketh a wise man, but writin maketh an exact ,, . . 3 g . man Cor something like thatD and second, her abundant supply of really good jokes. From a certain science room on the third floor, Exeunt Caesar et Brutus and Peekez- vous can be heard, thus illustrating a certain teacher's proficiency in languages. Another notorious phrase is the stern En Fmncair, fi! wut pluif' which dogs the footsteps of all who have succumbed to the lure of Lex Oberlef' We can't possibly omit the dear old matchmaker who, although he does not teach Latin now, is always willing to help with a difficult translation. His name will go down in history for his When Caesar crossed the Rhine he proposed to Bridget. Another of his favorite ex- pressions is, When people go to Paris, they go insane, Cin Seinel. We feel guilty in mentioning this one for it has already graced one Cranstonian. Now, think hard, who made the brilliant remark, Hello Poole, has Haddock been in this morning? CFunny how the best and funniest remarks come from the first floor. There must be some inspira- tion there which we have missed. Perhaps it is because of its proximity to the cafeteriaj Special attention should be given to the history teacher whom we know to be the gentlest of teachers and a good sport. Yet, very often she can be heard crying, Give me a Fite or else Who has a Hart? One of the most sincere teachers is the one who invariably remarks, Remind me again, I am very absent-minded. One ofthe newer members of our faculty has contributed his bit. When the girls in his room complain of being cold he always urges, Come on, fellows, let's give them the sleeves of our vest. CFor that remark, we feel he should have been voted the most original member of the Senior Class, regardless of his academic standing.D We have an aviatrix in our midst! One of the Freshmen informed us that her science teacher was continually gazing skyward. Upon interviewing the teacher we found that she was only watching three mischief makers who were huddled up in the back of the General Science Labora- tory. And lest we forget-the fire-teams. In certain rooms, whenever a fire team rushes by, the teacher calmly explains, Yes, that is a Hre-team. I believe you have seen fire-teams before. Therefore, I see no reason for your leaving your seats. To the host of teachers who throng the halls of Cranston and who have not been here long enough to gain prominence by favorite expressions, we dedicate several individual thoughts such as: Attention! please. Have you your report card? Now, remember, you have college board exams staring you in the face. You forgot to stay last night. and thousands of other phrases which we shall still remember long after the battle of Hastings and Zeugma are forgotten. l59l