Franklin High School - Laurel Leaf Yearbook (Franklin, NC)

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JbznioT (1tail ELIZABETH NELL WALDROOP, Foward ever, backward never.” Spanish Club ’49, Served at Ban¬ quet ’48, Junior Marshal ’49. Future plans: W. C. T. C. CURLEY WALKER. Hobby: Daydreaming. Vice-President Senior Class, Secretary Glee Club, Band President, Latin Club ’49-’50, Mt. Echo Staff ’49, Music Club. Future plans: Emory University. DOROTHY WELCH (DOTTIE), Practice what you preach.” Hobby: Eating. Home Maker ’47- ’48. Future plans: Michigan. JOHN WIGGINS, It can be done.” Hobby: Hunting. Future plans. Work. EDITH WILLIS, Take it all in fun.” Hobby: Cooking. Basketball ’47-’48-’49, Glee Club ’50. Fu¬ ture plans: Undecided. JOE WILSON, Hobby: Eating. Football ’48-’49, Basketball ’49-’50, Letter Club ’48-’49-’50, Spanish Club ’49, Baseball ’49-’50. Future plans: College.

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LOZ 2£a ± . BETTY JEAN STILES (JELLIE BEAN), Hold fast to that which is good.” Hobby: Writing letters and eating. Banquet Committee ’49, Home Maker ’47-’48, Spanish Club ’49, Glee Club ’49. Future plans: Undecided. PATRICIA STILES (PATSY), Ever higher.” Hobby: Eating and reading. Home Maker ' 46-’47-’48, Spanish Club ’49, Latin Club ’50, Glee Club ’47-’48-’49. Future plans: Undecided. BARBARA JOYCE SWAFFORD (JOY), Seek higher things.” Hobby: Collecting snapshots and reading. Home Maker ’47-’48, Latin Club ’50, Glee Club ’50. Future plans: Working. JANE TALLEY (OLE TALLEY), Mean what you say, or say what you mean.” Hobby: Eating, dating, and flirting, of course. Home Maker ’47-’48. Future plans: Marriage. JUNE TEAGUE (JUNEBUG), Never hit a cripple or argue with a fool.” Hobby: Reading and stamp collecting. Banquet Committee ’49, Music Club ’50, Home Maker ’47-’48, Glee Club ’49. Future plans: College. GAYNELL JUNE VANHOOK (FEATHERBRAIN), Hitch your wagon to a star, and always go forward.” Hobby: Collecting photos. Home Maker ’47-’48. Future plans: Uncertain. ETHEL MARIE WALDROOP (SQUISH), Always look for the silver lining.” Hobby: Collecting stamps, post cards, and reading. Glee Club ’47-’48-’49, Home Maker ’47-’48, Spanish Club, Latin Club, Junior Marshal ’49, Served at Banquet ’48, O. M. S. ’5 0, Chairman Entertainment Commit¬ tee for Banquet ’49. Future plans: Airline Hostess. MARIE WALDROOP (SHORTIE), It doesn’t pay to worry unless you worry for pay.” Hobby: Writing. Home Maker ’47-’48, Basketball ’49- ' aU, Pep Club ’49, Glee Club ’49, Softball ’49. Fu¬ ture plans: Civil Service.

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(I[an -fiitozij Look, there she goes, I’ll betcha she’s the one.” “I’ll betcha she ain’t ’cause my big sister said that one taught the second grade, and my sister knows ’cause she’s in the eighth grade!” This conversation between two small children was interrupted by the loud cry of many youngsters, The bell! the bell is ringing!” Soon the doors were opened and all the kids poured into the schoolhouse, carrying their brand-new tablets and pencils. Such was our first day of school. As the days passed by we began learning a few things; how to spell cat and dog, how to write or names, and a little bit of arithmetic. Of course, there was the Experienced One” who knew where the water fountains were, the lunch room, etc., and who pointed warningly toward the principal’s office, a place that filled us with constant fear. Little did we realize then that the principal was our friend and not a hideous monster who watched our every move, ready to grab us if we did something wrong. However, the months and years passed by until we were in the third grade. There our troubles began. Namely, the multiplication and the division tables. We could never remember whether the teacher said 6x7 equals 42 or 7 x 6 equals 42. (It’s still a puzzle!) Then there was our g-e-o-g-r-a-p-h-y and history classes. All we remember about geography was that the top of the map was north and the bottom was south. The teacher moved the map so much we couldn’t remember which was east and which was west. The great fact remembered in history was that we were discovered by Columbus, that is. he discovered America, in 1492. (To the best of our knowledge). Oh, yes, we did learn that North Carolina is called the tar-foot,” no, the tar-heel” state. (All this is very confusing!) Oh, those bright, spring days! How we gazed longingly out the windows, wishing we were out play¬ ing or, better still, fishing in a near-by stream. But we had to finish our work. And how happy was that day when the books were checked in and everyone gathered together his belongings and started joyfully home. But September came again quite soon. We can never forget our good old high school days — our friends, our teachers, and our dear old high school building! We as freshmen thought WE were THE STUFF. After all we were in High School! How well we remember those long, imaginary journeys to Canada with our new Canadian teacher. (Her sub¬ ject was, supposedly, biology.) And we could never slip into civics class late, no matter how hard we tried, the bell always rang after we were seated. We were A” students becaused we all learned the whole preamble to the Constitution. You know how it goes — Four score and even years ago—.” Our teacher didn’t stay very long. She must have retired to a quiet, summer home. Book reports were always a pain. Luckily we had plenty of encyclopedias to use or we’d have never never had a report on time. We well remember a thrilling story related to us by one of our classmates. Very unfortunatey the teacher had read that comic book too. Our English teachers were swell, for they didn’t catch on to all our tricks. (Or did they?) And Latin days! Would you believe that one letter would make so much difference! Anyway, our teacher did. We could never understand why such a nice person as our Latin teacher picked such a disagree¬ able subject to teach. Latin hard ? ? ? Oh, no! ! When it came to brains in that class, there was only a very faded X” to mark the spot.” One thing about it, we learned a new way to reduce. (Just try sitting through two periods of that stuff a day and I’ll bet you would lose weight, too!) We can never forget our algebra classes. Of course it’s impossible to forget algebra because we didn’t learn enough to forget. To us girls it was really a pain because we didn’t have very mathematical minds.” Why did X plus Y equal 1, or maybe 2 when the next letter of the alphabet was Z? ? ? Thanks to our geometry teacher we learned enough about lines, circles, and figures, to get along in the big, wide world — and enough to pass our tests. Home Makers,” we were called ( Home Breakers” would be more like it). We learned how to boil water without scorching it and how to use a can opener. Of course, we learned to sew and cook, a little. What pains we took and then our cooking seemed to be a failure. We learned, in the course of time, that making a chocolate pie required considerable more time and ingredients than a mud pie; that sewing done for ourselves had to be more substantial than the doll clothes which we loved to make. We learned, even though we were embarrassed a few times by rips” as we made a sudden turn around the balcony, or suffered from indigestion and broken teeth after one of our meals.