Flanagan High School - Syllabus Yearbook (Flanagan, IL)

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30 THE SYLLABUS always been the dread of 1ny life, but now, I am pleased to say, I eonldn't get along without them. The German language is rather difficult, to pronounce correctly and if I am tongue-tired at the end of the term I shall undergo an operation to redress the same and charge the bill to the directors of the Flanagan lligh School. Maurine Bamber. Being asked what study I found to be the most interesting this year, I answered with a glad heart that Geometry, to he sure, was my favorite. lvhyf For the simple reason that it's so very, very easy to understand. It requires no intellect in the least to figure out the exercises and propositions that form the required work. And again, just think who our instructor is, Mr. IV. H. Hill, the greatest geometrieian that ever walked the streets of Flanagan. Some how he uses such good methods in explaining the ditlicult portions. One of his greatest and 111ost substantial methods is, if you don't understand it, remain after school until you do. IVhat a wise idea for any one to think of. Really we Juniors are getting so bright on the subject that our professor, already named, thinks it not necessary to finish the entire book. Thats wliy l like it. Ilo you get me ? Xora C. Clavanagh. JUNIUIIH il Lil Llilllflfftllf. Vida, a truly geometrical wonder, Knocks Euclid statistics all asnnder, XVith her swift apperceptions And with no exceptions She never makes a blunder. Ilorys, myself, knows nothing at all, My ignorance everyone does apall, Accomplished in nothing, Lacking in something, Is the tale of my all in all. In Botany Dorothy knows quite a lot, But in her head she stores it not, So when Prof. reviews, Dorothy stews, And with a toss of her head says, tarot . Billie, a diligent stude, Ta.ll and jolly, tho' not rude, In conversing on art, He said, UFor my part I much prefer the cwudet'

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THE SYLLABUS Q0 Mackls a jolly fellow, the pride of the Junior class, ,llecause she is so jolly and good and always ready to laughg lve all hope she'll remember lllhen she goes to Farmington, That she was one of the happy bunch At the school in Flanagan. Last, but not least, is Xora, the famous Micky, Mick, ller ancestors are all from Killarney And are lrish to the quick, Altho she may Hunk ill German T, Natural you see it is, She can beat all ye llutehmen In writing and Irish quiz. Maurine Bamber, Nora Cavanagh. MY FAVORITE STUDY. These reasons are to be pithy and terse, But. mine can he easily written in verse, So, will endeavor to tell That T like very well Nearly all of the studies I take. Of course exceptions to every rulel' holds sway, But my opinion is today, That Botany I like best, And German-Ohl let it rest, It is one famous struggle For us all-I know. But Geometry is the worst one yet I trow. Literature is an easy mark, And ne'er needs studying after dark. But of all these-Ilm prepared to take, Botany as my favorite Nstakef' Dorys E. Zinn. Of the different branches of study which I have taken this year, German appealed the most to me. I have always had a desire to be able to speak the German language and under the careful tutelage of Miss Henicksman I think I shall soon be a full-fledged HDutehman. The study of German is also a constant review of the English grammar taught in the grades. The subjunctive mood, participles and infinitives have

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THE SYLLABUS 314 Nora, a lover of Dutch, 'Tho of Geometry cares not much, On being told of a quiz, She turned with a whiz And said, 'tNot much of suchf, I mention last. the class pet, named Manrine, llvho e'er studying or laughing is sine, She's the pride of the class This studious lass, X0 wonder for she is a quine. Dorys Zinn. ELLIZ.-1 li'ETH'S.lilIBITIONS AS TOLD TO HER JIOTHEIVS FRIEND. 4'Oo-oo, when I get grow'd up I'm goin' to be a great big ,complished lady, Pm goin, to be a waitin' lady in a great big restaurant, an 1,111 goin' to be a actress, an a dancin' lady, an-.M llere Petty stopped breathless and looked up into the face of her mother's friends, whom she was entertaining until her mother should appear. She quickly changed her position from the big, soft, roomy chair in which she had been curled, to one on the Hoor, and proceeded to execute a faney danee that she had seen at the theater. l3etty's legs were long and slender, but nevertheless she was Very graceful. In this dance she had not learned to move her body aeeordign to the action of her feet, and in the most ridiculous part of the entertainnietn, or at least the most ridiculous to her lllOil101'lS guest, Betty swerved graeelessly into one of her motherls pedestals that supported an imported vase. Alas, and alack, for poor Elizabeth. .lust then who should appear upo11 the scene but her one and only mother. Of course when Betty struck the pedestal it caused the vase to fall and break into ten thousand bits. Ah! the poor guest, her powers of restraint were at the limit. She was ehoeking, she was growing red in the face, she was swaying, but ah, she was only laughing, laughing in such a manner as to shake the whzole room, for she was no small person. And Betty? She was sent to bed. Betty, her childish head filled with fairy tals and innumerable fancies, we11t sullenly to her room, where she was to stay in bed for the remainder of the day. And for a child of five years, this seemed to be a most unnecessary punish- ment, so she was contemplating some deed that would cause her mother to feel 'tawful sorry, as Betty termed it. She knew what she would do. She' d make a sheet rope and hang herself from the bed and then her mother would be sorry and wouldn't care if she never even saw another Chinese vase. So Betty proceeded to carry out. her plans, but they didn't Work, and instead she came down on the Hoor with at hard thump. It really didn't hurt her very much, but it frightened her badly. For a moment