Lima Central Catholic High School - Flame Yearbook (Lima, OH)

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lndasfrfhl Arts and Model Airplane Hubs AIRPLANE CLUB President ---- Merlin Dull Vice President - - Earl Dillehay Secretary - - - Jack Mohr Associates Secretary - - Tom Myers Treasurer - - Leon Dunning Advsior - - Mr. E. Clark Because of the interest in airplanes, the members of the Industrial Arts Club decided to' be- come a part of the Airplane Club. One of the members had a strange tale to relate. It seems that he had entered his room and heard one of his airplanes airing its views. Its conversation was this. Cavalier is my name. What's yours? I'm a sm-o-o-th red endurance plane. I've been bumped, plugged, rattled, and l've even crashed. I have been through all sorts of crises, but my lettering hasn't even been scretched. This shelf is getting dusty. In fact, I am too. What if I die? That would be a catas- trophe. Who would remember me? Ah! What a life I have led. It would be a pity if I were forgotten. My lovely life would not even be a memory. What shall I do to avert this danger? Let's see: ,, I was born in a factory. My crib was a dandy cardboard box and the blanket was the plans. What a wonderful childhood I had playing with my friends in a corner of the factory. But fate stepped in. CWhat's an autobiography without a little sadness?j Faithful fate came to me in the form of two men and a truck. They grabbed me and some of my friends and threw us into their truck. Soon we were bumping along the highway, feeling like a student of Central after the noon bell has rung. Through the night we rode in that merciless truck. Dawn found us being unloaded into one of those elevators that sink down below the sidewalk. Endless days in a stuffy storeroom followed. At last, a light! I was pulled off the stock and taken upstairs. Soon I found myself on a counter under some other plane kits. Struggling for a peep of my surroundings, I discovered that I was at a hardware store. Then I saw a boy approaching the counter. He asked for an airplane kit. In vain I kept pushing myself up, but the planes on top were too heavy. Anguished days of wiating followed. My heart would jump into the propeller and then play hopskotch on my ribs. At last Fate played hookey one day and I became a proud owner. I was taken to a club meeting and pulled out of my box. Slowly my bulkheads, ribs, stringers, and braces were shaped into my skeleton. I was planked with balsa and covered with silkspar. After being carefully lettered and painted, I was taken out to the airport for a test flight. Several other planes were tried, and then my owner tuned me up and then yelled, all set , and off I went. First, I soared up, up! I felt like a bird freed from a cage. Then to please my master, I made aloop, a dandy loop. Finally I went into a power dive. Down I went with the rush of air whistling past me. I began to get dizzy. The ground kept playing tag. My funeral was brief. My owner tenderly picked me up Cin pieces, of coursej and put me in my box. He lovingly held me as we left the airport. Upon reaching home, sniff! he brushed his sleeve across his eyes. Sniff! He took one last long look at my broken remains. Sniffl Say, what is this? I'm still alivef My emotions have carried me beyond the present. I better get back on the beam! Oh gee! I'm in a rut! I've lost my creative mood. Oh, well! I'll stock up for another day. DEANA FILLIPS -127-

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Penmansw Club PENMANSHIP CLUB Phyllis Beer - - - President Marilyn Tinder - Vice President Connie Conn - - Secretary -Nellie Artist: Treasurer Think back and recall your first school days. Now try and recall the first time you really wrote with a pencil. My, weren't your P's and Q's ludicrous looking figures? Then, as time passed on, you began to write words and to organize and complete sentences and paragraphs. Your handwriting was slowly but surely developing. Since you are thinking of your early childhood, recall the first time you wrote numbers and learned their vital use. Soon you completed grade school and entered junior and senior high school. In senior high school your ability to Write was of the utmost importance, for you were called upon to write essays, themes, book reviews, and even poems. If you look up the word write in the dictionary, you will find this definition: to'ex- press 1n words or characters on paper with pen or pencil. People may express themselves 1n a neat, clean, readable manner or in an untidy, illegible manner. As you no doubt know, writing is an art which is most important in one's everyday life. He who possesses the ability to write is fortunate because there are so many people-in fact, too many-whose handwriting is untidy and illegible due to carelessness. The purpose of the Penmanship Club, one of the younger organizations at Central, is to help students perfect a script that is pleasing to the eye and that is readable. 1 The club is limited to seventh and eighth grade students. It is a fine organization in which junior high students can be entirely prepared to do their best in writing upon entering senior high. Jambr H420 .lou nahkm dub JUNIOR HIGH JOURNALISM CLUB Shirley Costin - - - President Jean Hull - - - Vicea President Marilyn Bennett - - Secretary Judy Creps - - - Treasurer G. Martin Winemiller - Advisor Borrow a few moments from your most precious time, sit down, and try to write an article on any school club or organization. Not so easy, is it? But if you had a sufficient amount of training and teaching, and possessed that certain quality, originality, you would find it easier to produce an interesting article. The Junior High Journalism Club was organized last year by G. Martin Winemiller in prder to introduce some of the fundmental principles of reporting and writing to interested eighth grade students. The members of the club cover the various junior high organizations. and activities and report their articles to the Weekly Mirror staff. If the staff find these articles interesting and well organized, they publish them in the Mirror. In addition to reporting the clubs and activities, several zealous members have undertaken the task of completing various short stories and poetry of different types. Remember the old saying: Something new has been added : these are the exact words to describe the new chnage in junior high. The annual Who's Who contest was conducted not only for the students of senior high school, but also for the students of junior high. With the co- operation of the Student Council the Junior High Journalism Club sponsored the first junior high Who's Who contest. The ability to write well during one's youth may prove profitable in later years: Many students take up journalism just for a pastime, while others who are really interested in news- paper writing allow their high school experience to serve as a basis for their final careers. Don't be surprised in ten or twenty years if some of our own Centralites become prominent characters in the field of journalism: they have a good start. HELEN R. MILLER -129-