Greentown High School - Emerald Yearbook (Greentown, IN)

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C L J£m f r [ d LITE CLASS POEM By Leslie J. Graham All hail to the class of twenty-two! Mighty in spirit, in numbers few, Years behind, eternity before, No other class will e’er do more. “Parvus sed magnus,” this is our cry, Never will fail, nor falter nor die, Born of Minerva, with soul of Mars, Fight for ri ht, ever on to the stars. Great in athletics, in beauty supreme, In grades we excell, and in wit we are keen; Mighty in spirit, in numbers few, All hail to the class of twenty-two! wAn Imitation of Little Benny’s notebook Me and Pud Simkins was lookin in one of our papers to-nite after suppir, having an ideer and thinkin and think- in bout the nu puzzle in the paper, bein a pictu.e of a lot of things, to see how many words you could find beginnin with C, the one gittin the most winnin a prize. Heck, good-nite, Puds we can win this, I sed. So I fetch¬ ed a pencil and paper to rite down the words as me and Puds thawt of em. Holey smokes hears one areedy, I sed, seein a ehimnay cn a h use. Pud said he’d rite the words down, so he started to rite ehimnay. G, thats a peetch, but how dije spell ehimnay? sed Puds. Gosh, I said, thats wat I was tryin to find out, as I aint sure yet. As pop R A R If was settin there with his feet on his stool, smokin behind the paper, I thawt Pd ask him. Hey, pop, how’d you spell ehimnay? Pop jist set there and me thinkin he didn’t hear, I kept gittin louder as I says agin, hey, pop, how’d you spell ehimnay ? Pop hearing this time he said, c-h-i-m-n-e-y. So Puds bein sure now rote it down. Then me and Puds both kep on lookin at the picture. Gosh, wats this if it aint a canary, sed Puds. Bein which it was Puds started to rite again. Heck, good-nite, how’d you spell canary Benny? Me thinkin I didn’t kno I sed loud like agin, Hey pop, how’d you spell canary? C-a-n-a-r-y sed pop, for goodness sake wats happinin here? Then he went on smoakin and readin behind his paper. After Puds rote canary down, Puds and me both looked on agin at the picture, feeling mutch more like we could win, now sense we had to alreidy. Seein another one, I sed, Holey Smokes, Puds, if there ain’t a candle. Your rite, sed Puds, as he started to rite agin, but stopped, and me seein he didn’t kno how to spell it and me not either, I sed, well gosh, G, I’ll ask pop agin, kinda hatin to tho. Pop, hey pop, how’d you spell candle? This making pop mad, he got up and said, Pud Simkins you can go home, and Benny you can go to bed—I’m not going to have my evenings spoilt by two kids interruptin my readin all the time. Well gosh, G, Holey Smokes, pop were tryin to win a prize in a puzzle pop and—No explinations please, sed pop, and he stood there till Puds started home and I start¬ ed to bed, me thinkin G, heck, good-nite, wats the use kids tryin to win a prize wen someone else mite git it anyway, and also provin taint no use for kids to try to do any thing werth while after all, cause your pop won’t help you and sends you to bed. P a rvus ( ' I ass (r.H S 3 2 2 f a.G n uj Pa = e thirty-two