Lewiston High School - Folio Yearbook (Lewiston, ME)

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,sa as ri llE5llIDlll6lIlfflDlIRlIlA.lILfJQI5 5 , THE STUDY HALL Br-r-rring-ng-ng. A bell pealed out-the signal for immediate or- der and silence. In through the double doors at either end of the Study Hall raced four or five breathless, book-laden students. Once safely inside, one of the delinquents proceeded to deposit two of his books on his desk, letting the remaining three slide gently to the floor with a resounding bang that echoed round the quiet Hall. Four or five stu- dents in the vicinity were promptly enlisted to restore the scattered papers to their proper places. From somewhere below the level of desks came the buzz of many voices. The listener was immediately given the opinion that a serious conversation was taking place regard- ing a certain irregular declension taken up the period before. Such phrases as, New girl darling - blue dress and hat - late for school this morning were audible at odd moments till a loud rap was heard from the front of the room and the conversation was rudely put to an end by an unfeeling teacher who didn't understand. Now that talk was impossible, for the next two or three minutes at least, the guilty ones slouched down in their seats with a bored expression, and were very soon sound asleep. The teacher had moved to the other side of the room to chastise a couple of consistent note-writers, so they were left in peace. In the very center of the room three people were ap- parently intent on lessons, at least so it appeared from two sides but from the other two a copy of College Humor could be seen, nicely con- cealed in the folds of an innocent notebook. -And thus in this manner, some students of Jordan High manage to survive the first thirty minutes of long, boring study periods. A harsh ringing noise was heard throughout the Hall. Every oc- cupant realized then what his fate was to be. -Only ten minutes left, and what could one accomplish in six-hundred seconds, when there was Algebra, Latin and French to be done? No, it was too late to begin- so each of the eighty odd students sank down into the depths of his all too uncomfortable chair with a despondent expression on his face, Waiting for the last bell to ring. -Helen Crowley.