Jackson Township High School - Jacksonian Yearbook (Valparaiso, IN)

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, ,,..L-3. impenetrable jungle below would we crash and all be killed? This thought raced through our brains as we plunged toward the earth ' Our landing was not as bad as we anticipated, thanks to che expert manuvering on the part of the pilot As we staggered from the wrecked plane the eerie sound of jungle drums came to us As we stood shaking from our previous experience a flash of steel caught our eve and we found ourselves sur ounded by dark, hungry- looking natives It seemed as though we had jumped from the frving nan into the ' fire. They motioned for us to start walking and seeing as they had long spears in our backs, we obeyed. -nun no-an -v I ,f , X . 1 ' I -. ' as L n I O .. I U - t 1 Q ' t I . . As we neared a clearing we could hear excited voices and the barking of dips, ,l What kind of a welcome would we get? we entered the clearing and at once we were ' ushered into the chief's hut. Once inside we couldn't believe the sight before I our eyes. There, before us, sitting on bleached skulls and in outfits made of leaves, were two white people, nine other than Vernon Walsworth and Marilyn Ziebell. They were delighted to see us and told us how they came to be here. Upon graduation they LZ: were married in secret and ran away to Africa where they had settled down to raise ' a family. When our eyes became accustomed to the dim light we could distinguish the family, Marilyn introduced them to us. Their names were: Prudence, Javelle, Bingo, Merceies, Anesthesia, Popacatapwtal, Glimpy, Jennifer, and Rudolph. Vernon was quite entertaining and had a special dance in our honor and also a feast for us. Octopus meat. After the celenration he gave us a safari and after we thanked them and wished them luck in future years, we took off fast as a herd of turtles. f I Aftermany hours of rough riding in our safari we found ourselves in Egypt. I Shirley became very excited at our being in Egypt because of a pen-pal she was ff writing to who lived here. Im ediately she began to run up and down the pyramids jf looking for her Egyptian. We finally convincei her that he would not be out here in ff the desert, and left for the city of Cairo. . ff fl Everywhere along the streets we saw shops of all kinds. As we passed one I shop Miss Steele decided that she would like to see the inside, so we all enteredlfr the small bird shop. From every corner came the twittering of birds. Emerging 'W - from the back room came a short man with a black beard and mustache. One look at In Miss Steele and the man ran up to her, embraced her, and started rattling awav in M Egyptian. Later inspection proved it to be a graduate of our school, Sir Robert W Jackson, Esq. He led us into his living quarters and we sat down to have Bob erplain to us why he was in Egypt. After he graduated he was drafted into the army and shipped to Africa. There he contacted malaria and could not be shipped , home, so he started a business of his own. He was teaching parrots to talk, and ti other wild birds to whistle. He also said that his birds co'ld crack their . knuckles better than any other birds in the world. No more of this, we thought, and with fond adieu we left Sir Jackson and sailed off into the blue arms of the Mediterranean Sea. X I N l 3 The next day we found ourselves far off course and somewhere in the Atlantic My Ocean. Not equipped with sufficient food to maintain life for a long time we were I greatly excited when a ship was sighted off starboard. As the ship neared, Ron X' informed us that it was a whaling vessel and would probably be foreign. khan the - greetings had been exchanged, and it was understood that we were lost, the Whaler -L1 K - ' xxli . dt 5- I , Q'- .I J. wr, IZ

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-- - ' :annum null After many hours of hot debate on how we should travel, we, the Senior Class of l95L, finally departed from the large school of Jackson Township on our long awaited senior trip C You guessed it, we walked! Q Each of us carried our own supnlies, natlrnlly we gave the food to Miss Steele to carry because she was the strongest ' , I - The first day found us somewhere in the hills of Arkansas This was our first stop and therefore everyone was anxious to eat and sleep a few winks Dry 1, sticks were needed to build a fire, so Leslie volunteered to get some Not long had he been gone when a lwud, hysterical scream pierced the still air, and Leslie came bouniing out of the woods like a startled deer. Madly chasing him was a long-haired abject wearing a leopard outfit. It stopped upon seeing us and another scream issued from its throat. when we regained our senses fend Leslies the object I turned out to be none other than an old friend of ours, Arlene Carpenter. She 1 told us that in those parts she was known as Whature Girl.N She had come down here 1 to Arkansas to get away from civilization and her fellow classmates. They had y teased her about her adoration of Leslie, and she cwuldnft stand it any longer. f To satisfy her we left behind our Fold' classmate, Leslie, and ran away before she 4337 could say more. She seemed happy at last. Q ' , . X nl .x,. 5 Class Prophecy 1 . . 5 i ll .A Q . 3 , J . when we reached the'Gulf Coast our nemt objective was to swim the gulf to Cuba. We piled our belongings on our heads so as not to get them wet, and started swimming. No sooner had we gotten into the water, than a bright yellow head ap- , peered ahead of us. We swam out to it CMiss Steele dog-paddledj and to our sur- X prise and amazement it was the beautiful blondshead of Eloise Olson. She told us that her one and only love had been pearl-diving, and since she took physics in the biology room, her love for turtles, frogs, and other animals overcame her, so in order to be near these creatures she decided to pearl dive. She told us that if her luck was good, each one of us would receive a pearl in her will. With that lovely thought in our water soaked heads, we swam away. Upon our arrival in Cuba we no sooner set foot on dry land than we heard e band which we thought was heralding our arrival. We followed the sound until we Q-U came to the ssurce. There sitting on an enormous throne, bedecked with trickets f of all sorts, was another classmate-Angie Wheeler. When she slwwnsshe motioned for us ts go into a large glass building which stood out from the rest. There we waited until the ceremony was concluded and then Angie entered. Uoon a closer look at her we became flabfergasted. She looked like a wrestler straight from Whainbow Arena.N When we finally got her to sit in a chair that was too small, she told us hww she came to be here. When she rraduated from Jackson, her family took a trip to Key West to see the President who was vacationing there. While H there, a hurricane came up and in the struggle to find shelter she had drifted out to sea on a large wave. Once in the water she had become bloated and her body had stayed that way ever since. Natives in Cuba found her on the beach on th day following the storm. Thinking she was a great spirit they had made her queen. Q We cwnrradulated her and told her we must be on our way, so she gave us one of her l nriv'te sea plrnes, kissed ever onf on the right ear, and waved a fond farewell. Mx Once in the air we headei east toward Africa. Luckily Joe hai remembered to bring his ukelele along, so we all sat around in a circle and began to sing. Our singing and Joe's playing seemed a bit too much for the plane, because as f we flew over the center of Africa the motor kicked out and we headed for the Xl Wt .N p'1 ,N Q ' MV ,..- it ' ,.-, :',..K E ,,, ,,,. , l an u, If - -.- ll

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K I Il Qian!! ll agreeded to take us aboard and help us out. We scrambled into a small rowboat and finally made our way to the larger ship. No sooner had we set foot on the deck when the captain came aloft. At first glance we nearly tumbled back into the -sean, because the captain was a girl. It was J lie Sillle Upon recovery fr m our previous shock she led us below and began to relate her liiehhappenings after graduation. Her great uncle died and willed her his business, whaling, so she had taken it over and become very good at it. It so happ ned that she had sailed the seven seas up and down and knew them like the palm of her hand. We expressed our congratulations and asked if she could possibly take us back home. Captain Simms was about to make a command to head back to America when a loud shout was heard on deck. Wh had hit an iceberg! As we scrambled over each other and finally reached the deck, we were greatly excited at the large hole in the starboard side of the massive whaler, so immediatley we jumped into life rafts and slowly drifted away from the sinking vessel. Days passed, and no help had been sighted. Everyone lay srhausted in the rafts, we had no food, not even water, so after a short while our bones began to Show. we couldn'tremlt to cannibalism, bebause no one had any money to toss to see who would be the first to be eaten. One hot, steaming day, a cry went up from the front raft, land had been sighted at last! Eagerly we paddled with our hands to reach the land. So tired had we become from our escapade that we crawled ashore and lay there till morning. when we finally awoke we were very surprised to find ourselves in a large, straw building Food and drink were placed beside our beds, enough for all. As our strength gradu- ally came back to us we began to walk around. Just as Miss Steele drank the last drop of the fermented coconut milk, a knock was heard on the door, and in walked a Fuller Brush Woman. Eitherthe coconut milk had done its work, or we were dreaming. The saleswoman appeared to be a Jacksonian as we were, Yes, it was none other than Darlene Berkoski. She was very surprised to see us here, and sat down to talk to us. She had taken up selling brushes to natives all over the world, because there was good money in it. She said that therswas room enough for all of us in her helicopter, so we said good-bye to our shipwwrecked friends from the whaler, and, flew away. l 3:3 1 u A few hours later we landed in Chicago, and decided to take in e. movie before I we went back to Indiana. We hopped upon a streetcar, and had Miss Steele pay our r fare, but not before we had caught a glimpse of the conductor. One glimpse was not enough because the conductor was another graduate from Jackson, Shirley John- son, Cnow Mrs. HuberJ. She talked and talked to us about her marriage with Squeak, so it happened that we missed our show. Shirley was very nice to us, and we were r sorry to leave her, but we had no more money and Miss Steele was getting hungry H , again. we said good-bye and left. l Never did the school of Jackson look so good to anyone as it did to us when x we returned from our ever-remembered Senior Trip! lx X JM ff aww Mrs me We X ,wud al J 7 t 777aA44 404 g 1 'CCUWQP imc ras - Al Z 1 I . Q N we I is . .,. , ,, . ,. lfg, r e-1-'1' -'H +-' f., 13