John Marshall High School - Marhiscan Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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Qu Yeah, Mickey! o you have your toothbrush? Don't for- get to send a postcard! Anxious parents watched as we all loaded the bus. Hugs and kisses and even some tears were left behind at John Marshall as the buses left for our long- awaited destination, Walt Disney World. The loud voices, laughter and excitement were overwhelming on the bus. All we could think about was the journey ahead. The fairy tale first began when Mrs. Cynthia Smith, Marshalls choir director, sent a letter to WDW for ideas and suggestions for our annual Feast and Follies dinner show, entitled A Sa- lute to Walt Disney. ln return, WDW sent an information packet explaining how various high schoolshow choirs can auditionforthe Tencen- nial Celebration. After taping a show, getting an invitation, raising 510.000, and hours of practice, the choir was ready. Eighteen parents and teachers accompanied us. The Smith-Creek buses were ready to roll. Ei-PS Y- Choir on stage at WDW FACE - fclockwisej Smitty gets pool rush Susan Fee kills time at bus stop. Fingers Ostermeier readies band Steve Yate's mother watches for Tennessee bus. Castle landmark becomes life 'DDTV .QB .4 S

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IK fx Rains stopped in time hen we arrived in Flor- ida at our motel. we were greeted by 98 degree weath- er. The trip was long and tire- some, but the excitement was still in the air. The motel was very impressive! We stayed at the Sheraton Lake- side, two miles from Walt Dis- ney World. The Sheraton had all the kinds of luxuries in- cluding two giant swimming pools, a romantic dining room, a lake with paddle boats and two albino alliga- tors. Curfew was at 11 p.m. and we had to do our choral responsibilities. After all, we went to perform, and, boy. did we perform! The gleaming silver and blue stage featured Cinder- ella's castle. We just hoped the rains would stop so we could present our show! We performed to Tomorrow Land's crowd. By the time we were ready to pack up and come home, we had accumulated three times more belongings than we brought with us. Clnclud- ing Angie Broughton's three and a half foot Winnie the Pooh bear, which took up one seat on the busy We were all sunburnt and miser- able. but the bus ride wasn't as bad coming home. That is until we reached Tennes- see's mountains. One of our buses broke down in the mid- dle of nowheresville at ap- proximately 3 a.m. We spent the night in an old hillbilly restaurant. Parents were waiting for us when we arrived at John Marshall. We all departed with a song still in our hearts and many memories that will never die. By Angie Broughton Disneyf9