Excelsior Springs High School - Tiger Yearbook (Excelsior Springs, MO)

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 A rude awakening. Sophomore, Dennis Wood starts his day off with a clean shave. You can’t get bored in shop, there is always something to do. Volleyball intramurals helped a lot of ambitious tigers start their days off right.

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 Sophomore Jackie Dickey is one of many who find that humor lurks somewhere in daily classes. Seeing the lighter side of things relieves many otherwise tense moments. Mrs. Susan Jones, English and P.E. teacher, shows that teachers are human and kid around, too, while making this face for the camera. For the camera, cyclist Randy Asberry, a junior, demon- strates the great power of his motorcycle by ‘popping a wheelie’ for excited onlookers and fans. 5

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Homeward bound to a night of study and perhaps a game . of basketball. Tigers trudge through another 180 days at ESHS The typical Tiger day usually began with a yawn. Pre- school meetings, make-up tests and newspaper interviews often required early rising. Most students found it enough of a responsibility to be in their seat by the 8:40 bell. Intervals between classes were marked by the 452 shouts of “hi in only 3 minutes. Noise heightened at the 5 minute class change, when the school echoed the slam of locker doors, drop of books and a longer talk with friends. When classes dismissed for lunch, students surged to the lunchroom crowding into single file lines. Endless lectures by teachers, cramming for a pop quiz, doing research on the history of the English language for a term paper due tomorrow, and cleaning out dirty test tubes combined to make a somewhat typical Tiger day. But “leisure is the reward of labor” and Tigers took free advantage. The bumpy ride home on the yellow school bus was only too welcome. Club meetings required a later stay at school or an early return that evening. However, when finally home, the students became guys and girls doing their own thing. Of course, everyone must find time for studying and Pam Cantrell is no exception. The final bell and everyone is off and running, some to clubs, some to practice and some to the books.