Forest Lake High School - Forester Yearbook (Forest Lake, MN)

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 But my teacher thinks I’m a dumb-dumb. explains Shelly Berggren as Brad Miller and Dennis Alfveby await schedule changes. Amid the congestion of the halls are Sue Babcock. Jackie Schmidt and Sue Setterholm. 5

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Open The Doors To A New Year With unusual anticipation, students shoved their way into the masses of people clustered around the lists of first hour classes. Small groups of friends crowded the halls until the first bell rang. The groups melted into a line which paraded toward an unfamiliar class and a new teacher. As soon as their class was seated, first hour teachers pounced upon them with a multitude of cards to fill out and have signed by the fol- lowing day. Because of the late buses, there were students straggling into school during both the first and second hour. During the day, juniors and seniors swag- gered through the halls with the assurance of those who have done this many times before. They smiled pityingly at the sophomores who couldn’t decide which stairway to take. Showing her classmate the approximate direction toward her first hour class is Laurie Johnston. Crowding and pushing around the posted homeroom lists, stu- day begins. Groans are heard from students who find themselves dents eagerly scan the columns for their names before the first in wrong classes. 4

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 J Day To Day Pattern Of Student Life Straggling lines of silent, exhausted stu- dents descended from the school buses each morning and made their way to class. After the pledge of allegiance, they lapsed into a strange quiet until the morning bulletin. Mr. Cohoes’ descriptions of the “really fine” games and his admonitions to the absent members of the student body for their poor attendance roused everyone for the remaining part of the day. The routine of interesting classes was fre- quently broken by visits to the counselor's of- fice, tests in the cafeteria, exciting pep tests, fire drills and organizational meetings. A rush of students pushed through each door with the sound of the last bell. Some stampeded to their buses while others went to sports practice, club meetings, or work. Most, however, had a pile of books large enough to keep them working far into the night. Dick Swanberg is only one of the many students who brought their problems to Mr. Rand for solutions. 6 Help is not hard to find when it comes to delivering the tradition- al birthday spankings. Striking that familiar pose. Miss Maki captures the attention of her third hour English 12 class with a memorable line from