Edneyville High School - Whispering Pines Yearbook (Edneyville, NC)

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SENIORS REMINISCE One-half score and two years ago, during the year 1941, our excursion into edu¬ cation began. Even during our primary years, when we were taking our first steps to¬ ward more knowledge, such terms as leadership, initiative, good character, and a- chievement were being introduced into our slowly expanding intellect. Our class con¬ sisted of a much smaller group than now. We not only lacked pupils but were sorely lacking in facilities. We did not have the modern high school building which we enjoy today; instead both the upper and lower grades were established in one overcrowded building. We were most unfortu¬ nate in not having a suitable auditorium, so our grammar grade productions were given in the incon¬ venience of the gymnasium. We were also lacking in commissary facilities, so we ate in the old build¬ ing, remodeled into a lunchroom. Oh, those memories of struggling up the stairs to the old lunchrooml As the years passed in elementary school our classes became more crowded and we realized the desperate need for a new building. Then our opportunity came; and we, in our insignificant manner, helped to carry the school bond election. This was a goal we had been trying to achieve for such a long time that we could not allow it to slip through our fingers now. Finally, when we were Sophomores in high school, our dreams had come true. We now had a new school building and an auditorium, something every other school in the county envied, and something we were extremely proud of due to our long need. But before this event we might do well to mention our entrance into high school. Who can describe the gay, giddy feeling that comes to every Freshman? Fortunately, some of us remained normal enough to counterbalance the irresponsibilities of the others. Perhaps the acquisition of a new building helped improve our morale and school spirit to some extent. During our Junior year we were greatly saddened by the loss of our beloved homeroom teacher, Miss Mattie Sue French. Her untimely death was a great blow, and her memory will remain in our hearts forever. After determining the cast and two weeks of hard work at rehearsing, we presented our Junior Play, There Goes The Bride , under the direction of Mrs. Burroughs, who replaced Miss French as director of the play. The play was quite a success, and we were able to give the Seniors one of the most elaborate ban¬ quets held up to that time. Hawaiian Paradise was the theme, and the gymnasium was beautifully decorated to achieve that effect. We now entered into our fourth and final year of high school as Seniors where amid fund raising campaigns, picture taking, Career Day, College Day, measuring for caps and gowns, and several diffi¬ cult subjects we found complete absorption. Two other delightful episodes are worthy of being recorded here: namely, Senior Play and perhaps the most delightful of all our exclusions, our educational trip to Washington. As this period of school life draws to a close, we find it rather difficult to realize that we must leave the school of which we are so proud, the friends and classmates to whom we have become so close, and the faculty and principal we admire and respect. We have spent twelve years in preparation; now it is up to us to fulfill our class motto, AIM HIGH AND HOLD YOUR AIM .