Glenn High School - Glenn Echoes Yearbook (Kernersville, NC)

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CLASS HISTORY The history of our class began with the building of Glenn. Here was formed a united class as new friends became old friends. At first we were just a little frightened when we realized what a short time we had in which to accomplish so many things 'that make a class. Now that, it has past we know there was never need for fear. What a roughitime we had for the first five or six months! When school started, the second story stood as if on stilts in the air. Down stairs there were no walls, only steel beams. Wobbly, temporary steps enabled us to get to second story class rooms, which were more shell than room. Oh no, going to school had never been like this! We walked in red mud, almost ruined our clothing and quite generally complained. As cold weather set in, oil stoves with pipes dangling out the windows were placed in these cold doorless rooms-and we grumblingly placed ourselves around them. Ah! but there was always sweet with the bitter. This same cold frequently sent us home hours early, and no one complained when this happened. As the leaves flamed into their glory and as the wind sent them swirling in joyous dances or to deep despair, so were we juniors. Our magazine sales when good sent us into spells of glee, but when fpoor, left us dis- couraged and sad. We worked hard and were about to see a silver lining to our nancial situation by the time our sales campaign ended. The biggest event of our junior year came in the form of our junior-Senior Banquet. After many hours of hard work, the big night finally came and we were very thrilled-our hrst formal. It was fun from the beginning to end. The meal was interspersed with entertainment, then followed a dance. It was weary feet but happy hearts that took us home that Friday night in April. Commencement exercises this year meant more to us because we had a part in it. With it came the big thrill of any junior, marching before and after the seniors, realizing that next year we would be the seniors. 1951-The day had arrived at last and we were in the Senior Class but even now we found there was still much work to do. We sweated and toiled at English IV and chemistry, book- keeping, and shorthand, and all our other subjects. We patiently labored and waited, however, not idlely for May, our Graduation night. Perhaps the beginning of our unforgettable events was the November football homecoming celebration. The seniors were allowed to lead and were given the honors in connection with this event. November brought more excitement to us when we chose Judy Edmonson and Freddy Speaks as our mascots. This was not easy because we had so many cute and attractive candidates. On the same day we selected class superlatives and voted to dedicate our annual to Mrs. Reavis. The fall before we sold magazinesg now we sold Christmas cards. Instead of a banquet to finance, it was an annual. This sale climaxed with a Christms party by Mrs. Reavis' room, the losers, for Miss Baker's room. On the 15th of December we went to the school's Christmas dance. Everyone had a wonderful time amid the soft glow of candles, twinkling lights of huge Christmas tree, and merry voices blended with dance music. With mid-term exams in January came headaches. Many seniors who seldom ever used their books were seen with books. Unexpected and unwanted vacations came to us this spring, when a flu epidemic made it necessary for schools to close. We asked for a few privileges during the last half of the year and they were granted. They were: Eating first at lunch time, senior day off, and a kids day. The Adorable Imp, our class play was given in May by a group of nervous seniors who had a bad kczsgd of stage fright, but who did such a good job of acting that our play will be long remem r . In May we had the great privilege of going to our second formal banquet. We shall always be grateful to the juniors of '52 for the wonderful time they gave us. At last came Graduation week and we had our last fling. Our class day exercises reviewed our past and prophesied for future. We felt very solemn on the Sunday of our Baccalaureate Sermon. On Graduation night, as we donned our robes and caps, we truly realized that the time had come to say goodbye to high school and to meet the future. Our emotions were a mixture of pride and humility, joy and sorrow, but we were thrilled as we received our diplomas and marched out. For each of us a curtain had closed and a new one opened. ze.. 1- Di f

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