Dawson County High School - Dawsonian Yearbook (Glendive, MT)

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-- nAwsoNIAN . dill' S .- 0 J .0 ff . . -. .. ... fs .4 n .1 an 1 our celebrated Amoehas answered, he said, That Poet had it all wrong: it should read, 'And through the window came the sweet song of a cowbird'. Now, I cite the foregoing as an example of a Freshman's ignorance. Possibly it is not their fault: it may run in the families, but since this would class so many families ignor- ant and because we once were Freshmen, we must eliminate this solution. Most likely they are timid just as a new animal entering a zoo, but I believe if these new-comers were given a heart to heart talk, upon entering they would not be so self-conscious. Tell them that the teachers are here for their good: give them the understanding that the jokes imposed by the upper classmen are not meant to humiliate them, but rather, to impress upon them the fact that they are mentally inferior to the exalted Seniors and lofty J unlors. These new-comers also have two other distinctions. Some are green, others greener. ln fact one Amoeba was so green that he went, at the advice of a Junior, to the library and asked if they carried the book. Why Girls Leave Home in six parts by Hickman. Of course it wasn't in just then. Other Freshmen have looked high and low for a left- handed monkey wrench and for two foot yard sticks. Never have these been available. Sometimes I am struck with sympathy for the Freshmen, but as long as upper classmen molest Freshies this condition must go on. The Preps resent their treatment. However, when they become sophomores they join with the greatest delight in teasing the new Freshmen. New-corners have pretty hard going in any organization. All of them are initiated and required to do embarrassing stunts. Wait 'till you get to College and have to push a peanut with your nose for two blocks down main street.: then you'll realize what's wrong with Freshmen in High School. However, since all of us were Freshmen once and consider ourselves pretty good now, we must trust to time to carry away the dumbness and greenness of our Fresh- men. Some are worse than others, but on the average they are a good example of stupidi- ty. They lack iniative and proper elementary training and High School is the place to develop the former and to break away from the elementary training of the Grades. Therefore, Freshmen will be an object of ridicule as long as Old Gold's advertise Not a Cough in a Carload, that is, probably forever. It is said that 10,000,000 Frenchmen can't be wrong, so let's presume that 130 Juniors and Seniors at Dawson County High School are not wrong in their estimation of the Freshmeat entering their school. Rafrnseze- efef-.ee-ere .a P850 101

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-- 45' natvnwmxn --r - .- '-. an .. - -,. .,, --4 L- 1 .1- - .- . ..., .p.. What Is The Matter With The Freshmen? This question is asked at every High School and College in our country, but since we are mostly interested in our High Schools, let us eliminate the question of Colleges. It seems queer that a student enters High School as a green-horn and usually graduates with all the earmarks of a lady or gentleman. We attribute this to the learning on the part of the student, that is, his ability to grasp higher ideals. An incoming Freshman seems queer to us because he is somewhat different. Yes, they're all human like the rest of us, but their intelligence seems to give little indication of any hope whatever. Yet everyone of us is. or has been. a Freshman at one time: and there is no question as to the fact that we once seemed as queer as some of the Freshmen now. With these facts in mind, remember that the Freshmen are divided into two groups. The Dumb and The Dumber. If ignorance is a blister. most of our Freshmen nmst have abscesses. Yet most of them realize their humble position among the student body. They deserve credit for that. Probably an autocratic system of government is not for the good of a country, but the only way to train these Freshies for the position of Sophomores is by an autocratic policy. For convenience sake let us call them Amoebas because they are the lowest form of High School life. I have often wondered what is the basic cause of the Amoebas ' ignorance. Pos- sibly this may be accounted for by the lack of sufficient elementary training. They also are lacking in initiative. A teacher and a class, to them, represents a Ford-several nuts with a crank at the head. This actually is the situation in a Freshman class. Students, merely Amoebas, are supposedly taught by n mature species of mankind. The answers of the class are few and come in short, stumbling replies. This is a severe test on the teacher and several times she is forced to be a crank. My advice to a Fresh- man ls to keep any idea that may come to him because it surely is in a strange place. At this point let me call to your attention an experience encountered by a country teacher. She was reviewing a poem before the class. One sentence read, And through the window came the sweet song of a canary. By some chance or other it happened that a cow began to moo at the same instant. Everyone heard it and when one of u -,,. - - .,- - - sf we' -efeiv f . -xvwfsfx-e '3'tf-.A Page 100

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O DAWSONIAN A ' -- THE F LAPPERE'S RECYTATIONE The answer please. The teache1 s tone was gruffe. And hurry. You have wasted time enoughef' The flappere finished powdering her nose, And then slowe motion Wyse, at length arose: Arranged the curlled masses of her haire, Vnmindful of the tear-her's rathful glare, Adjusted next the brief skyrt of here dresse. 1The frock was chick, not meant for wa1'mth, I guessej Tilted on her spikes, but did not keele, Despite the fact it was a four inch heele, Inspected carefully each nail's glosse, Cleared well her throate, and gave her curlles a tosse, Studied her wryst watche with intensitye, Then gazed at her instructor languidlye, Sat' down, and twirled her pearl beads to and froe, And then, at last, she answered, I don't knowei' -Virginia Adams THE COWBOY AND THE FLAPPER There was a cowboy met a flapper. Seyd she to hym, you look quite dappre With your shaggy schappes and ten gallon hat, Why can't I wear a rigge like that? Said he to herre, For goodness sake What els from us do you want to takke? You now wear our overalls, shirts and ties, At the top of the ladder, you're boun to riseg You've taken our hair cuts, including the shyngle: In your pockets you make OUR money jyngle. S0 you might as well finish up your game And takke, when you get redy our name? -Enid Jones 4.Iv'vI4S7:,J3 J fx Page 102 ' W w