King High School - Clarion Yearbook (Tampa, FL)

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Eight-thirty, that magical time when ordinary teenagers were transformed into students as the KHS school day began. But, before school, while the last minutes of their freedom ticked away, most students could be found at their “usual spot” engaged in enthused conversation as they awaited the ringing of the bell. From eight-thirty to three-twenty, we frazzled our brains factoring polynomials, memorizing the presidents, hunting for adverbs, and solving chemical equations. Teachers forced, pounded, yelled, and screamed knowledge into our heads as we meekly tried to absorb all of it. To further our headaches, there was always the torturing decision of where to go for lunch. Wendy’s? McDonalds? Frisch's? Burger King? The cafeteria? Somehow we always managed to decide on somewhere, yet it still remains a mystery how we could get back to class on time. When the day was over, we departed as we had come — by bus, car, bicycle, or foot — with a collection of puzzle pieces tucked safely in our memories. Opening 7