Lawrence High School - Lawrencian Yearbook (Falmouth, MA)

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I ' I ... A strange guilty feeling restrained him from the television and compelled him to work . . . but. inevitably, the last night was always a cram. . . . The morning came and the too-true thought, “It’s too late now.” . . . Relief, relief, relief ... no more homework and perhaps a good grade. . . . I hate that pesky, no, incomprehensible new marking system. IBM will inherit the world. . . NEVER! . . . vV p 1 1 t ■ JS r 1 f ' I » k] . . . Just two weeks ago senior felt that panic for the last time at Lawrence High School. . . . This time there was no spring cleaning up in the old squash. “Of course we will never forget our Triumph over Barnstable.” That was a wild game . . . wet . . . what a mess Leo Shields field was . . . no drainage at all . . . but Fuller field just sort of floods too . . . strictly a day for the mudders . . . the soccer field drained well. 5

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There’s Mr. Marshall surveying the straggling feet. Poor man. ... He tried so hard to teach some to march . . . left, left, no right! . . . He wore that same sort of expression two months ago when he announced the arrival of the final marking period. . . . of particular interest to seniors. . . . Marks, marks, marks . . . the awesome concern of every teacher and student . . . so much seemed to depend on each test and paper. . . . . . . it wasn’t good . . . yet somehow, senior always managed to get through. . . . even if he did cram a few times . . . write term paper Sunday night . . . or study some notes five minutes before the test. 4

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. . . but there isn’t any grass there either . . . the track team doesn’t worry about mud, running on a track . . . neither does the golf team ivith their umbrellas. . . It’s all the same, shooting puts or putting shots. . . Basketball is about the only sport safe from the mud soup . . . but sport’s spectators could endure all sorts of conditions while watching their team. . . . . . during basketball games the stifling air turned the sardined crowd into monomaniacs . . . . . . “V-I-C-T-O-R-YH” cried the cheerleaders. . . . . . . Sweden’s cultural ambassador . . . Per ivas an interesting guy and the A.F.S. had some classic get-togethers. . . . Christmas carols and that basketball game in Boston interested him. . .