Hillsboro High School - Hiltop Yearbook (Hillsboro, IL)

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Iuniors Fearheiley Gmac! Science Between the two of them, Mr. Urbanscek and Mr. Fearheiley do a superb job of teach- ing the freshmen their science. And since the course is required, they consider them- selves lucky to have such teachers. In Mr. Urbanscek,s class, it seems, there is always something cooking. His timely wisecracks keep the class in a jovial, friendly mood. Students look forward to the days on which they have lab, thus getting a chance to fill in their slightly behind-the-datev note- books. Whereas in Coach Fearheiley,s class, the students resemble a lot of mice because they are always CPD so quiet, except, of course, when his presence is required at games, and then a rare old time is had by all. Coach Fearheiley keeps his class scratching at their heads by his frequent tests. Lab experiments relieve the monotony of the regular class periods. Between the two of them, the freshmen should find them- selves knowing a little more than some- thing at the end of the term. flfil THE 1945 HILTOP Scienced of great i11ftp01ft:z11Ce 6111061328 . . whether in war or Peace . . . efazaa, There are two classes of biology, one un- der Mr. Urbanscek and one under Mr. Cox. To the students, the amazing revelations in biology become more complicated. For in- stance, do you know why plants turn their faces toward the sun and students turn theirs toward the clock? Mr. Urbanscek shows his sincere interest in the subject by doing experiments in his home which cor- respond to the current ones in the class. Perhaps the most harried teacher in H.C. H.S. is Mr. Cox. Hurrying back from the bedlam of band the first hour, he delves into his first class of biology the third hour. Mr. Cox is teaching biology for the third year. This was his major in college. Urbanscek

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THE 1945 HILTOP Faculty .-,Fame gcannmioi Warden and Attebery Graduating from Millikin University at Decatur in June with a B.S. degree, Miss Attebery is very up-to-date with her teaching. Since she is so tiny in stature, it is necessary to take a second glance to tell whether she is student or teacher. The girls in the sewing classes are often asked, Are you sure your bobbins are in right? or Please, no chewing gum. There are about seventy girls taking the home economics course this year. This is the largest class we have had for several years. Skirts and blouses were made early in the fall, and they had to have an outside pro- ject completed before Christmas. As the young seamstresses progressed into the second semester they each made a dress and presented a style show for the Woman's Club and P.T.A. The cooking class canned a variety of fruits and vegetables at the beginning of school. As the girls learn to serve as well as cook, they assist Miss Reed in the cafeteria at the noon hour which is useful experience for them as well as being helpful to her. The different classes entertain each other and they also invite outside guests. The girls helped serve at the Farm Bureau Banquet, at the Country Club, and at several other occasions. Besides being advisor of Home Economics Club, Miss Attebery is also Junior Sponsor. ai Menghini Green, D. Grassel, Darrah Mehochko Spinner, D. Redman ' Boliard Madge T171

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THE 1945 HILTOP Piqua Did you ever hear so much noise? Where does it come from? Why, the physics class, of course. They have a jolly time up there. For a While, that is. Suddenly and myster- iously, the laughter and chatter stop. But we all know why. Mr. Girhard has just stepped in. Usually, Mr. Girhard is heard before he gets there since he carries a great bunch of keys on one key ring. Sometimes, tho, the noise they make is deafening even to themselves. So when Mr. Girhard steps thru the door, startled students gap, Yipes, I didn,t hear him, did you?', With all he has to do, we wonder how Mr. Girhard man- ages to meet two classes of physics each day, with lab twice a Week. Often, he livens the class up with a peppy, humorous story of some of his adventures, or misadventures. He served in the Navy in World War I for two years and many are the tales that he can relate to the class Cand generally they're connected in some way with physics.D Seniors Giwmabuf Crash, clatter, tinkle! You,re right, another test tube gone. Quietly Mr. Cox replaces it. The odors floating through the halls can without a doubt be blamed on the amateur laboratory technicians in chemistry lab. Rotten eggs, sulphur, and other such smells are their specialty. Crash! KNOW, if you people aren't more careful, we'll have to begin charging you for the things you break, warns Mr. Cox. That might be rather expensive, we think. fDid we say mtberj. Two days out of the week the class has lab and the other three are spent in the lecture room. The lecture room isn't really as bad as it sounds. With Mr. Cox as head man, we're just like one big family. You know how families are. Darn it! Give me back my book!,' 'tDid you pull my chair out from under me? We won- der why Mr. Cox doesn't have a nervous breakdown! Cox Girhard li 19