Jersey Shore High School - Orange and Black Yearbook (Jersey Shore, PA)

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JERSEY SHORE HIGH SCHOOL 1 1 precision and accuracy. We are given background in English and his- tory: and so we could enumerate the values of each subject, to say noth- ing of the benefits gained in our own individual study on all of these things contrived to increase our faculties of concentration and deep thought. There is also a side of education that builds character, an ele- ment whose importance cannot be stressed too much. The responsi- bilities held in student governments and extra curricular functions, the very practice of being regular in our work develops important points in character. In our association with the large group of students around us, Hne points in personality and ability to get along with our fellow-men are developed, to say nothing of the many strong bonds of friendship that are formed. Many are events which now seem trifling but which will some day be memorable to us. I It is to the purpose of perpetual commemoration of these golden days that such a volume as this Annual has been conceived, in the hope that each memorable occasion may become, as the poet would have it, Cherished gems in our treasure chest of memories. COMMENCEMENT BETTY BROWN HIS fourth year of high school is at last fading into dim recollection. Soon are the joys, the pleasures, and the important events of high school life to close. In the short time left, the class members, some joyfully, some sadly, are all pursuing their last studies in this hall of knowledge. We have finished our high school career, and on commencement night as friends and relatives gather to bestow greetings, we realize with regret that we must bid farewell to school-day joys and to its trifling troubles. We have finished our last high school year. It is not with sorrow that we should part, but with determination to do what lies in our power. Wondering over these last events does not express the pathos of actual graduation. It is with glad hearts that the excitement and pleasure of commencement is anticipated, but it is with a sad feeling that the last words are spoken, the last songs are sung, and the exodus begun. Speaking as one of the graduates of the Class of '38, I wish to express my sincere gratitude and heartfelt appreciation for the coopera- tion ofthe faculty in helping us to accomplish our aim, and wish to try, with their inspiration, to fight the game called life. So as we pass down the goal which we have striven to hold upward for four years, we release it with the fullest confidence and know that it is passing into staunch, dependable hands that will always carry it up- ward for Old High.

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10 THE ORANGE AND BLACK SCHOOLS - A NECESSITY BETTY BROWN IGH SCHOOL attendance today is far greater than it was years ago. In by-gone years attendance in school was only a matter of course, but today schools are a necessity. Year after year the complexities and turmoil of this peculiar world become more bewildering, the preparation for the future becomes dif- ferent and improved, thus emphasizing the importance of schools and education. But why strive for an education? Merely this, our modern schools today prepare us for the darings and challenges the future may hold for us. Along with this, schools stimulate a spirit of unselfishness, develop social conscience, raise our standard of living, and add to our cultural developments. Lastly, they teach us how to cooperate effectively with one another in working to- gether. Today ending our high school days may mean the end of prepara- tion, but it is only the beginning of a great adventure. One of our best assets is the fundamental training we received in our public schools. Proficiency in what we choose for a career whether it be in the mechanical or the professional world depends upon our pre- liminary training. Youth today has the opportunities of all books necessary, modern classrooms, and has always the supervision of learned teachers. But with all these priceless advantages, what we do with them is our own responsibility. We are strictly on our own and have no one to blame for our mistakes. As we strive for our goal, we must be cautious and remember that life is a great adventure and we are only beginners. WHAT VALUE EDUCATION JAMES BUFFINGTON VOLUME could be written in setting forth all the rich benefits derived from a good high school education. There are, however, a few important factors upon which our whole educational system has been based that should be called to mind if we ever feel that we could question the value of our high school education. It is not the purpose of high school education to train us so that we could step right into a good position in any specific profession, but, rather to give us a general but comprehensive idea of what knowledge and train- ing is needed in all the professions and aid us in the choice of a life work. We study the sciences to barely touch the surface in knowledge of the things around us: but what is more important, our curiosity is aroused and we are made to think. We study mathematics, not to learn and remember the value of X, but to increase the ability of our brain in

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12 THE ORANGE AND BLACK A BRAIN STORM -a couple of ripe tomatoes weather a storm - and how! DOUGLAS DE VINE NE hot summer day James Bergstrom, Creferred to as Berky through the rest of the storyj, and I were taking our usual after- noon siesta. Of course, we were in a secluded spot so that our parents couldn't find us and put us to work. Don't get the idea that we're lazy. We just lacked ambition. We had just returned from an escapade in Berky's garden where we had secured the most luscious tomatoes, the cream of the crop if I may say so. Since Berky had successfully iilched his mothers salt shaker, these tomatoes were really a luxury. Shucks! I wish there was something to do, I said. Why do you want to do anything? yawned HBerky bringing his nose out from inside a large tomato. It takes all my excess energy to lift this tomato up to my mouth. It's useless to talk to a fellow in that frame of mind: so I let him put his nose back into the tomato, which was about as big as a water- melon. Because I was using my head for something besides a hat-rack, I was suddenly hit by an idea that almost bowled me over. I rolled over to tell Berky about it and accidentally put my hand on the tomato he was eating, smearing it all over his face, What are you trying to do? sputtered 'ABerky . Ruin my 'school girl' complexion? What complexion are you talking about? Your face looks like a rusty tin can, I retorted. Okay, wise guy, you're not exactly a Clark Gable or Robert Tay- lor yourself, remarked A'Berky , wiping the remains of tomato from his face. Say, you bad excuse for a human being, if you want to hear what l have in mind, you'll have to shut your mouth so I can see your face. Okay, brains. Well, I was lying here looking at the sky when an airplane came into view. I was wondering if we could build a model of it? I ex- plained. Say, I think you have something there, said Berky , showing the first bit of ambition he had shown since he kicked the rungs out of the cradle. We immediately ran down to my house where my brother had a collection of airplane magazines. After a few hours of looking through these magazines, we finally decided upon the model we would try to build. Since Berky and I were not a couple of J. P. lVlorgan's, we had to inveigle our parents into giving us the necessary 'Adoughf' After much dickering around we finally collected the required funds and sat down to fill out our order, which we mailed, Then, having worn off our excess energy, we retired to our hideout to finish the tomatoes.