Farrell High School - Reflector Yearbook (Farrell, PA)

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Page 30 ahr Srtlrrtnr 192 2 jlmuur Qllaaa ffitatnrg What’s that you say? You wonder who those brilliant Juniors are? If you would really like to know just listen to this story: We had always lived in what is known as the “common grades”, and were getting quite tired of it. One day in September as we romped and played about in a green meadow we saw something dazzling coming towrards us. As the something came closer we found that it was the diamond-and-ruby-set chariot of the great king, Supt. Eckles. This king had a wonderful palace known as Farrell High. When he reached the meadow in which we were playing, he and his attendant got out of the chariot and approached us. He asked us who we wrere and what we were doing. We told him we were the chief inhabitants of “common grades” and were tired of it, but had no place to go. On hearing this King Eckles’ face was one huge smile. “How would you like to come to live at my palace?” he asked us. As we readily assented to this he took us to his palace. When we arrived at his palace we were greeted by many boys and girls. We were called “Freshies” right then and there. We later found out that “Freshy” meant green. We were ushered into the palace and placed under the charge of Mr. Imler. We were given books, pencils, and tablets and told to study. At four o’clock we were let out of the palace. We no more than got out of the palace than our boys were soon surrounded by the older boys. We could not make out why our boys were treated so, but we were not kept in the dark very long, for the boys were soon minus a part or all of their beautiful locks. We were later told this was a sacred custom of Farrell High known as initiation. i It did not take us long to make ourselves at home at this palace. We were everyone’s pets, especially the teachers’, but is it any wonder we were pets? We were so attractive and obedient; so sweet and meek; and so brilliant! Nowhere in the palace were such brilliant people to be found. After we had lived at Farrell High for quite a while we gave a Freshman “Bawl”. Many attended and all had a good time. Of course the teachers were there to act as chaperons. Near the end of our first year’s stay at Farrell High we were acquainted with the fact that is was customary for Freshmen to give a picnic in honor of the Sophomores. Of course we wanted to do everything which was customary, so we gave the Sophomores a picnic. The picnic must have been a good one because the Sophomores all thought so, and you know they are so hard to please. With this our Freshman year at Farrell High came to an end. We were called into the king’s office and told we might now return to our homes for three months. At the king’s request we returned to the palace after three months of vacation. We were ready for work once more. The very first day we enjoyed ourselves by cutting the Freshmen’s hair. Then we settled down to hard work. During our Sophomore year we held but one party. This was a masquerade party which was held in the gymnasium. As Sophomore we still held the record for the great number of A’s. We [Continued on PaKe 132]

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1922 Ehr Slrtlrttor Page 33 upbnmnrr (Elaaa history Act I Time of Play ...........................September 7, 1920-June, 1921 Setting...........................................Farrell High School Characters ................................................. Freshmen (Curtain Rises) A great number of students are assembled at the corner of Fruit and Haywood street, and everything seems to be in a turmoil. But, what is the cause of this apparent riot? Oh, yes! The upper classmen have begun their annual task of running the clippers over the cranium of their unwilling victims. What a pity! Their pompadours, which they have cultivated with so much care, are practically ruined. On the other hand, they have been saved the expense of getting a haircut, so perhaps our worthy upper classmen deserve thanks. About a month of school has elapsed, let us now turn our eyes to another scene, that of our Hallowe’en party. The gymnasium is lit up and decorated very becomingly. The colors which are present in the various costumes rovals that of the coat of Shakespeare’s “Touchstone.” The evening is spent in playing games. About 11:00 p. m. the crowd is beginning to disperse. We all think that the teachers and committee in charge of this affair deserve great credit for their efforts in making it a success. We have returned to our studies on Monday and everything goes on as usual. Examinations come and go, and we have finally become accustomed to our positions as High School students. This scene now shifts to that of the last day of school. We celebrate it by holding our annual Freshmen-Sophomore picnic at Buhl Park. This marks the end of our first act as members of the Freshmen Class of Farrell High School. (Curtain falls). Act II Time of play.............................September 7, 1921-June, 1922 Setting . ...i...................................Farrell High School Characters.................................................Sophomores (Curtain Rises). We have come back again to say hello to you, not as Freshmen, but as Sophomores. Today we found revenge and are inflicting the torture on the Freshmen, which we received at the hands of our upper class-men in the first act. We are so accustomed to our position hat we seem to be on a higher plane than the Freshmen. The first month of school has passed and our class is busy making preparations for a Hallowe’en party. This party proves to be equally as successful as that held in our Freshmen year. After this social event we again resume our studies and the time passes very rapidly. The end of the term is fast approaching, bringing with it the Freshmen-Sophomore picnic. This event helps to crown the blissfulness of our Sophomore year in Farrell High School. Now that we have given you a true play of our Freshmen and Sophomore career, we beg to bid you adieu, and will appear before you in a short time, not as Sophomores but as the Junior Class of Farrell High School. (Curtain falls). Hilda Horovitz