Hookerton High School - Ho Hi Echoes Yearbook (Hookerton, NC)

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MASCOTS and GRADE MOTHERS ' Amanda Beaman Franklin Pridgen Mrs. Bruce Williams, Mrs. Luby Hill, Mrs. Lloyd Harrison, Mrs. Bennie Albritton, Mrs. Wayne Creech.

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Being an independent class we choose not to trust the memories of our class to historians, but hereby officially record the wonderful years ourselves. Our class hit high school like a bomb shell! We were a class of laughter and fun, a class who dared to do all, to do everything bigger and better than any before. Better? Or bust” ! One of the most enjoyable events for the boys was helping serve at the Junior-Senior Banquet. It seemed like a very short time and soon we earned the title SOPHOMORES. We were no longer little Freshmen. Many of our boys won letters on the basketball squad. The season turned out well, and we were proud to be part of the team. In April we again helped serve at the banquet. In keeping with the times and the theme, Hawaii, we wore calypso costumes. May soon came and we said our goodbyes and left for home, for a much needed three-months vacation. September rolled around and we all met again. We had long looked forward to this year. It was to be a year loaded with activities and. , .work. We began making plans for our Washing- ton - New York trip with the Seniors. It did not phase us that it was Asiatic Flu season--a little cold couldn ' t get us down. How little we knew! Despite all feelings, we left early morning, October 29, 1957. Were we sick? Well, we tried not to show it. But — Doctor ' ’ Whitfield stood ready with pill bottle, orange juice, and somehow managed a 24-hour vigil. Even sick- ness did not keep us from enjoying the trip, memories of those few days will always be ours. Ask Pete? What a shadow! After everyone had recovered from their colds, we began planning for the Junior-Senior Play, Little Miss Somebody. We determined that our classes should put on the best play yet. After many hectic hours of hard and trying practices, our play went off as a big success. We owe it all to Mrs. Whitfield and Mrs. Smith who worked untiringly to make it a hit. About a week after the play we received word that our class rings were on the way. There is no need to describe our impatience for this is the second best event in high school. Things finally quieted down at school for mid-term exams. The results were good; now we were ready for entertaining the seniors. The first problem to arise was money , we succeeded in raising the needed amount. We lavishly decorated the Cafeteria following the theme of Pirates. Though tired, very happily we made it a memorable occasion. May 28 came and once more we said our good-byes and left for the summer months. School started September 4, 1958. Our class had finally earned the title, SENIORS, top notch in high school. Four days after school began, we found ourselves involved in a major project--raising funds for our edition of the HO-HI ECHOES. Soon we will know whether it was worth it. Through hot weather and much disappointment, we reached our goal. We were a class that got what it wanted, so naturally we were right on schedule; it only took six weeks. We took a pause then from annual work and began working on the Junior-Senior play. The name of the play was, If Mother Only Knew, a three-act comedy which went off well. All credit gjes to Mrs. Whitfield and Mrs. Roberson. It ' s remarkable how those two teachers can hold their tempers. We went back to work on the annual to meet the first dead-line. After many hours of toil, we sent off the first thirty pages. Exam time was approaching, so we again closed the annual kit. After three days of sweating and studying, we finished our exams and began working on the annual to meet the final deadline. If I hurry, we might make it! Incidently, we took time out to dig a few ditches and rake many leaves. Reason? The sooner we forget, the better. As we prepare the final pages, big plans are underway for the third annual Homecoming. We now look forward to being honored guests at the Junior-Senior Banquet--then the real lime-light will be focused on us -- the major event in our high school career— Commencement, Our only regret is that we have not gathered all that came our way; we look back happily —and reluctantly--we shall not pass this way again. CLASS HISTORIAN EDWARD BRUCE WILLIAMS

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CO-EDITORS L. H. Stocks Edward Williams BUSINESS MANAGER Kinsey Speight ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGERS James Ginn J. L. Harrison