Flat Rock High School - Parade Yearbook (Flat Rock, NC)

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Class Complacute As we pass out of Flat Rock High, we will let a few of our complaints be known in the hope that this school may be benefited by them. Our giving tickets to those who throw down papers hasn't worked out so well. Maybe someday at Flat Rock there will be a clean school with no need of ever mentioning the word don't. For several years the Senior classes have complained because they didn't have a place to put their books where they could be sure of finding them when they looked for them. Our class is no different, but we do have the hope of getting lockers before the year is out. However, we Seniors still need new desks badly. We don't have enough desks to go around, and the ones we have are very weak contraptions. If we could have some music in this school, it wouldn't seem so dull, and we would all feel, look and act better. Everybody wants to get out of here so fast when the day is over that it looks and sounds like an erupting volcano. You can't make us believe the statement that education is free -- not after we've gone to this institution five years. We've caused our parents to go bankrupt, and now we have to get excused early to work out money ourselves. Our typing fee has alway been outrageously high, and this year it is higher. We can't figure it out -- unless it is because of the increase in the prices of different makes of cars and high heels. Mr. Ward shouldn't look so mean at the students in his room. We heard one girl screaming like she had seen a ghost. She might have just received a test and saw how many questions she had to answer in just one hour. We thought the teachers were supposed to obey the rules too, but we saw Mr. Rogers jumping high on the gym floor in his number elevens. We know he shouldn't forget the rules. If we want to cross the hall, we have to look both ways to see if Mrs. Rogers is speeding along, and if she is -- just to be safe we wait until she passes. We are grateful for the bigger lunch room this year, but it does look like Mrs. Mansfield would get tired of making big barrels of hot soup every Friday. What this school must be coming to, with teachers like we have. One of our eighth grade teachers is never serious -- always giggling; our eco- nomics teacher will be saying something, then her mind will go blank, and our principal has to get his sleep at school. If our study hall gets any more crowded, the teacher will do well if he can close the door. Before we overdo a good privilege, we will end our complaints with best wishes for the class of '53. Class Prophecy As I sit in Mrs. Sinclair's English class, daydreaming, a peculiar fancy comes over me. The blackboards fade away; time is moved up ten years and the seniors of nineteen-hundred fifty-two are going about their daily work. Martha Blythe is still jerking sodas at Economy Drug Com- pany. Maxcy Young, owner of Young's Awning Company, has the motto, 26

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MOST ATHLETIC BEST MANNERS Frances Cornwell, Billy Redmond Jackie Justice, Arthur Huggins TEACHERS’ PET MOST INTELLECTUAL Pat Levi, Ed Stepp Matilda Bell, Dan Pace

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We hang anything from curtains to Democrats.'' Mary Edith Bagwell is running for president on the Democratic ticket. She is getting a real mule'' kick out of it. Ella Lee Bayne has finally changed her mind about the opposite sex and settled down to married life. Matilda Bell has just written a new book entitled, ''Shorthand Made Easier in Three Lessons. ! I now see Bobby Bumgarner coming up the road on atractor. Heisa very successful farmer. Hazel Burns is head of the meat department at the A P Store. Just imagine Ray Cabe being a concert pianist with the Philadelphia Philharmonic Orchestra when he wouldn't play for us in chapel. I see Rayford Hart and Edna Cable walking up main street with four little Harts. Frances Cornwell is Congressman Monroe Redden's private secretary. David Fain is the zookeeper inBrooklyn. Ialways knew those muscles of David's would come in handy. Billy Freeman and Jack Freeman have invented a new rabbit gum. June Hill is managing her own beauty shoppe. Peggy Freeman is employed at Woolworth's 5¢ 10¢ Store. Joe Hudson is a very successful photographer. Arthur Huggins and Larry Jones have taken over the A P. Their motto is Groceries dirt cheap we never sweep the floor.'' Well, if it isn't James Beddingfield! He has finally graduated from that institute of learning, U.N.C., and is a very successful lawyer. Grace Johnson has won nation wide fame for her ability as an artist. She has a cartoon in the daily papers on how to reduce and like it. Betty Sue Ivester and Frieda Prince have finally decided that married life is not for them and are content being old maids. William Johnson is the new boss at Green River Mills. Mae Jones, Lucille Moss, and Jacqueline Justice have organized a trio and sing over WHKP every day.Duann Justus is modeling in New York. Rebecca Justus is down at the Drive-In Theater selling tickets. Bonnie King, Pat Levi, Joyce Osteen, and Eugenia Waters have founded a Hearts Club. It seems like everyone has the romantic fever. Here comes Bobby Lewis and Jane Jones pushing a baby carriage. Charles Magness has signed a contract to play professional basketball. Hubert McCarson, a big Hollywood star, is Hop-a-long Cassidy's partner, Jump-a-long. Nancy Morgan has gone to Paris to design clothes. They always were her weakness. Buddy McCullough, who likes to hunt deer, is Forest Ranger in Pisgah Forest. Faye McGraw is modeling bathing suits for a manufacturing concern. Everyone liked Norman Moore's pretty red hair so well that he invented a new hair dye the color of his. Bobby Mullinax is chief chicken cleaner at the Dixie now. Oppie Gene and Ronell Owensby have taken over Berk- eley Mills of Balfour. Dan Pace is the new preacher at East Flat Rock Baptist Church. Fred Pace is now manager of the Skyline Restaurant at muxedo, Pegoy Phillips is the head nurse at the veterinary hospital: BillyRedmondand Ed Stepp have just published a new joke book entitled eG@rrineand Dear It. Carly faylor, one of Uncle Sam's little pets now, is in the Air Force. Gee, who is this handsome man I see all-dressed-up and driving a 1962 Jetmobile. It must be H. C. Let me look deeper into the crystal ball and see what has happened to him these last years. Sudden- ly, I feel a rap on the head as Mrs. Sinclair says, ''H. C., what is the dif- ference between a subjunctive and conditional anterior?'' My vision fades; ies e eynogmore: 27