George C Marshall High School - Columbian Yearbook (Falls Church, VA)

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I want to pass it with an “A”. I’m going to study really hard. He’s not going to catch me this time. I’m going to be able to handle any¬ thing he asks. I’ll memorize everything he’s said for the past three weeks. Oh boy! I’ve got to study. This can make my future. I can go where I want to go, become what I want to be. I’ve got to pass this with a “A”. Please, please don’t make it Tuesday — not Tuesday. Tuesday I’ve got a paper due, a lab to make up, an exam to pass. No way — there’s no way I’ll get it all done; I might as well just watch the boob. You can’t do that to me! I knew everything you didn’t ask, never und erstood this. You never did explain it right. Five? You only gave us three! Write a short essay explaining the paradoxical psychological social-linguistic aspects of this statement . . . why do teachers seem to think so strangely? They’re so totally predictably unpredictable. Multiple choice: thirty percent. Eeny Meeny Miney Moe — “C”. My fate is predetermined. If I pass I do; if I don’t — I can’t. School isn’t everything, you know. What are grades anyway? So they need to give me a grade — set me in a group — let me in, keep me out. They have to find out where I am, what I know, just how much I can do. Since when does an engineer have to know about Robespierre? So I’m in a bad mood. On January 30, 1973, Phelix von Plex was in a bad mood and flunked a test. We won’t let him come to our college. We don’t want to hire him. But then again, so what. He was in a bad mood. He flunked a test; now he has a grade. All the blanks are filled in my deep blue book. No one can blame me! He doesn’t want to learn anyway. The brat! Well, yeah, so what! I can go on. This doesn’t kill me, stop me, hold me anywhere. There will be more tests, with more grades on more scales. I can always get by the next one, if I put my mind to it. I’ll move on to the next course, the next Spring, the next place. Grade me as you will! Does that change me? Me! That’s who I am, have been, will be. You can let me in, keep me out. I’ll still get wherever it is that I am going. Part IV: (ten points). Wow! With ten points I can get a different grade. Get this question and — Hurray! Miss it and that’s ten down.Oh, wait. Five minutes left! Can my fate really be tied to this silly paper? I just can’t believe that. No matter what I write I’m going to go home tonight and come back tomorrow morning. And the next day too. Well, Okay, let’s try. I might even pass this. Zzzzz . . .

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GCM 104 STUDENT LIFE l ► F . Above left: Melanie May prays for last minute inspiration before head ing to class. Above center: Trying not to let life get to her, Mary Ber nazam rests from tedious reading. Below center: For an instant Stevi Keen regards things optimistically. Above right: Adventures in Englisi Literature feels left behind. Below right: Pausing a moment, Lejuai Carter ponders the value of it all. 1

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Accusations of apathy are usually made of Seniors. Therefore, when last year’s class of 1972 cancelled its variety show because of lack of interest, it was no surprise. The class of ’73, however, worked on its Senior Variety Show and made the whole class get involved. Talent is always a good thing to have at a variety show, and the 1973 Variety Show had its share of that. But even more important than the talent on the stage is the enthusi¬ asm of the class. Publicity for the show was provided by the Seniors. An assembly was held for Seniors a few days before the show. As an ice breaker, students watched com¬ edy scenes from old silent movies which included many slapstick and gag jokes. There was puzzlement in the audience as well as laughter; no one could quite figure out the pur¬ pose of such an assembly. The old comedy scenes proved to be the theme for the Variety Show. Left: Patty Young sings to Alan Roach ' s guitar accompaniment. Top: Mindy Manley on the banjo, and Tom Woehrle on the guitar harmonize. Above: Three senior jocks at¬ tempt a seductive belly dance. Opposite page, upper left: Bob Updegrove tries to eat; the hands are not his own, but are coming through the sheet. Upper right: The mysterious hands cover Bob with food. Right: One of the many Marx Brothers’ pun- filled skits.