Lafayette High School - Legend Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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Strange Interlttelle My legs ached with each succeeding step and repugnance filled me as I drew near to the locker room. I remembered the torturous exercises we had engaged in during Health Education the previous day and my Charley-horse warned me n0t to risk a repeat performance. It was at that moment that I began to drift slowly away from the summoning locker room doors and with the piercing shriek of the bell I awoke to Hnd myself seated at the desk in the Legend office. Anguish poured through me as I desperately tried to plan a belated entrance into my scheduled Health Ed. Class. A sudden gust of wind, accompanied by a bellow of thunder, interrupted my thoughts. As I turned to close the window a fantastic sight greeted my eyes. Tumbl- ing back into the chair, I stared wide-eyed at the sight before me. Slowly the pages of the calendar began to rise and within a few eerie moments the past was revita- lized. The hands of time retreated l0 years, 20 years, 30 years and then stopped. As a streak of lightning flashed across the room the Figures on the calendar seemed to come to life. For a moment I could not perceive who these strangely clad people were. Suddenly an old photograph of my mother darted across my mind. This was 1920, of course, and these girls were Happersl But what were they doing here and why were they beckoning to me? As I drew closer someone handed me an examination and ordered me to sit down and answer the questions. These girls were being given the most important test in their lives and now I too, must take it. As my eyes skimmed the title a surge of confidence swept over me. This was a comprehensive High School examination, and after having spent four well-taught years at Lafayette, I should be able to skip through it with ease. How is H2S prepared in the lab? Chemistry. I seemed to recall vaguely something about properties, valences and ions that they tried so hard to teach me. How vividly I remember that day in Chem. 1 when the lab reeked with an odor of rotten eggs. I suppose it wasn't the teacher's fault that the temperature had dropped to 100 below zero that morning, but why did he have to open the windows? I didn't mind the frost forming on my breath but the design on my new nylon blouse was ruined by the polka-dot pattern of goose-pimples on my skin! As a lower termer I often wondered about that strange aroma which took possession of the first floor several times during the term. Now I knew-I-I3S. 7 P fyvf' f T I . 1 l fr rl rl ,f 2? ,i .ff Q, I: I , X Ill: 4, X S, ,, it L W, ,Y B x 1 4 E -1 XXX I Tx N If ' 113 Z I E1 If -T., - ,M ,A A, ,ft.lliustilLaI-:T-ga 1- A ft 1 JI -- CO ff! fill? lsr I ..

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f'Out, out brief candle-ii These words rang a familiar note in my befuddled brain as I recalled the day in English 7 when we dramatized Macbeth. It was a bleak, stormy day and the rain was beating frantically against the window panes. The three witches were huddled over their 'fbubblingi' cauldron and a mystic spell was cast over the room. Next, a maze of numbers came into my view and I was told to prove an identity. All I could remember was the identity of my fellow sufferers during the year of Con-Fusion, as we called it. I don't know why everyone dreaded that course. I really enjoyed Hunking Math. ll. I had such interesting classmates that term: Pythagoras, Einstein, Danny Halperin .... A shufiiing of feet and babble of voices brought with them the realization that the exam was over. I was left alone in a large, foreboding room and my mind wandered back to the day of my first Regents, when at the completion bell I was the only remaining student. I remembered that Hrst Regents. The review books, the extra assignments dur- ing the Christmas holiday fhomework for January 2: three regents, oh nollj, the frantic studying of the list of postulates the brain in my Geometry class was certain would be on the test fnone of them were.j I remembered waking up at 4:30 Regents morning and coming to school later with four pens, six pencils fassorted colorsj, two bottles of ink, three rulers and countless erasers only to discover that I'd forgotten my compass. I recalled thinking that after this experience finals would be simple. But oh, those College Boards! ! l I thought of how I had labored through 32 years of High School waiting for my Senior term when I, too, would have connections on the program committee. Tradition holds that the lordly Senior fwith connections of coursej gets away with five periods-one major, three lunches and senior music, natch! I remembered all my friends who broke tradition, winding up with eight peri- ods, 7M majors, and if they were fortunate, five minutes for lunch, in the locker room. I had been a bit short of majors and decided to take some practical subjects like Sten. and Type. The first 65 in my life and me a SENIOR! l i A bolt of lightning Hashed before me and as the storm began to subside and the room grew light I found myself staring wide-eyed at the calendar and the bleak wall of the Legend office. I looked down at my senior pin and realized that I was back in 1953. A glance at the clock told be that my Health Ed. period was already in the sands of time. My fantastic day-dream was at an end and in a short time my High School days would be terminated. They couldn't keep me back just for missing one little gym period, not after I had participated in that startling scientific experiment of turning back the hands of time-or could they? ? ? BARBARA EPSTEIN f, f 1. g f l f r KW 4 rf .i if Q I: I i ,, VA A l f 4 H' 3 llll .1 ,MMI Q N 54. 54- If V X XX 'Q' 'ixl 49, Q X I F I l ffu X Z X XE? F X Q . K wir' K. X V . A nn f ,. Lx - i gmw gb i-i '-uuligmxu-.ik V5.6