Dalton High School - Tiger Yearbook (Dalton, GA)

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Upper Left: Mrs. Nysewander is taken by surprise. Top Center: Mrs. Mock, Mrs. Joyner, Mr. Scoggins, and Mr. Monroe have a good time stuffing Mr. McKain into their stew. Lower Left: Mr. Teat stops jogging to get a picture made with the homecoming queen. Dee Dee Rous. Bottom Center: Mr. Chappell and Sharon Ellis seem to be having a serious discussion. Bottom Right: Coach Evans thinks about the Friday night game at pep session. 20

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Let’s get oriented ... I'm freezing! . . . Mr. Pearson’s room sure is hot . . . No-let’s see, yellow is English, Right? ... no green is English . . . Why don’t they let those gates up? . . . No, wait, Mr. Davis will come on and say that was a false fire drill . . . Could you tell me where the burgandy lockers are? . . . Eight million and we can't even sharpen our pencils ... I wonder if it's raining? ... I wish I could open a window ... I need a pass to the library, I mean the Media Center . . . What is a mezzanine . . . The walls are falling apart . . . New teachers! ... I need to go to the counseling office . . . The computer messed up my schedule. Only four minutes between classes? ... Do our parents have to sign our report card? . . . Are we ever going to get a break? . . . Beware of wet paint. . . Gee, miss eight days and you’re up before the board . . . Three lunch shifts? . . . Don’t miss your bus!. . . Go up the upper ramp and to the right? . . . Is this the girls or boys restroom? . . . Help! We’re being invaded, there are men coming out of the ceiling! . . . It’s snowing! . . . It’s a stampede . . . No, they are just going to lunch . . . Air! Air! . . . There are girls in my Transportation class ... Is this a locker or a match box? . . . It’s the fat man’s squeeze trying to get down the hall during class change . . . Let's have a picnic!... A pass to the restroom . . . Is he a teacher? I thought he was a student . . . 19

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Mr. Pearson-Hey, I’m too old for this . . . Pss, pick up that piece of paper . . . Mr. McManus-Gosh Dogit. . . Uh, uh, alright . . . Mrs. Zimbrick - O.K. ninos! tough bananas . . . Mr. Hyberger-Sure as God made little green apples . . . And he did . . . Miss McCrory-Chop, chop ... I’m gonna knock some heads together . . . Mrs. Joyner-Alright, QUIET!!! Mrs. Ward-I’m sorry she’s in conference now . . . Mrs. Acree- Shh, Come on, we re gonna learn some algerbras ... Mr. McKain- you guys may not be able to understand me, I’m from Indiana . . . Mrs. Mock-Hey that’s really cool . . . Mr. Martin- Do numbers 1,3,5, and 50-100 ... Mr. Teat- Pardon the interruption, we have a few afternoon announcements . . . Mr. Acree-Alright people, let’s get going. . . Mr. Evans-give your’ best effort . . . Mr. McClurg-Alright, fellows! . . . Mr. Davis-That concludes the announcements . . . Hope you have a nice day today. . . Mr. Cochran - I’m going to get you a sandbox and we can play over there . . . Mrs. Norville - Sing! . . . Mr. Kittle Well, what do you think about this? . . . Miss Ensley - Alright folks, let’s get going . . . Mr. Morgan ... If I catch ya’II talking you’re gonna run laps ... Mr. Willis - You’re gonna be hittin’ the door in a minute ... Mr. Weaver - M-a-y I h-a-v-e y-o-u-r a-t-t-e-n-t-i-o-n p-l-e-a-s-e . . . Mrs. Fiddler - Hurry it up you guys . . . Mr. Pontonio - O.K. shut it down . . . Miss Sharpe - Ah, quit you woogin. 21