Lafayette High School - Legend Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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18 Mm fad. 143' ffze .fafaqellle Qafed or Where's Yer Pcrss, Sister? By Charles Binder So I was on the Service Squad! So what? So XXXXUII ,XZ I this: I got pushed around by big fellows, teach- X ' ers, and captains, I pushed around little fellows, 'fi' sergeants, and privates CI was a lieutenantlg I sent - ' ' I people who were late around to the side entrance. Q, u Ml I sent people without passes, who came up to the main entrance, out into the bitter cold. I slammed Enigma' doors in freshies' faces. I greeted the teachers when they arrived. I used to freeze, holding doors 5:-qi: ,iN open for our faculty. I For what? For just 80 credits a term . . . and . I5 . If 3 lessons learned in the school of experience. The funniest thing about the front door post, is the large variety for excuses that the students present in order to get into school early. To get out of the cold or heat, they suddenly become members of the swing band, orchestra, dramatic club, speakers bureau, football team, and stage squad. Urgent phone calls have to be made. Students have to go to the emer- gency room. Some give me a different story each morning, never following in line with what they said the previous day. lf I were to believe some of them, several fellows would probably receive enough service credits for a class of forty pupils, working 8 periods a day, 5 days a week. Some of the feminine gate crashers tried to get through by flashing smiles and by using their feminine wiles. Nevertheless, I was always able to resist their charm, and turn them away from our doors. I was a social outcast. As I walked through the halls, and felt their stares, I felt so low that I had to look up to see bottom, so low that I had no trouble tickling an ant's foot, so low that I could crawl under a worm without difficulty. Sweat and tears, joy and sorrow, happiness and dismay have passed by me and my lurid eyes at my memorable post, and now into the world beyond maybe I'll see them again. But never the sight of these gate crashing football players or those pleading tear-jerkers or those energetic, enigmatic, everlasting teachers. Long may they all live and the Service Squad also. 24