Lunenburg High School - Echo Yearbook (Lunenburg, MA)

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TECHNICOLOR DREAM Awakening from my scintillating technicolor dream in which I fan- tastically imagined myself a prototype of the beauteous Esther Wil- liens, I found myself being dragged from the train by my faithful com- panion, Marge. Yes, after my ten day sojourn at the Red Cross National Aquotio School situated at South Hanson, Massachusetts, I had fanciful visions of vying with that famed saquatic star for swimming honors in Hollywood. But a dream like a rainbow colored bubble can all to soon be shattereda Harge's rebuffs for my absent minded conduct were enough to obliterate my most profou d hallucinations. Here we were at the South Hanson station waiting to be conveyed to our destination. After a short ride in oomo into o full view of tho Camp. Surrounded by majestic, verdant pines and swaying birches camp Kiwanis nestled in a picturescue spot on the shore of a sparkling lake Truly an ideal location for instruction in aquatic sports. ' After registration we hastened to find a bunk in one of the thirty cabins. large and I were several hours late, so we had unex- pected difficulty in finding vacant cots. We explored the circle of cabins without success. However, in one hut we had noticed space for bedsg therefore we deposited our bags and dufflcs on the floor just as the dinner bell rang. To be sure we shouldn't be deprived of our places by some other tardy student, we marked these menacing words on the floor--uKeep off! Place reserved.' Then off we rushed to dinner. Zoundsi Just in time! Such a ravonoug group and such a hub-bubl It certainly looked like a jovial time ahead. Immediately after the meal a meeting of all students was called. During this assembly we were given our schedules and introduced to our instructors under whose competent guidance in boating, swimming and first aid we gained the valuable experience most necessary to our sum- mer jobs in camps, city pools or Red Cross water safety programs. The urgency of having our physical examinations completed by the end of that day was also impressed upon us. Immediately after we were dis- missed, everyone bolted for the doctor's office. Of course two hu - dred examinations in less than u half hour is a physical impossibility for any physician, so three quarters of the students reported to class without so much as a peek inside the doctor's office. ' Everyone vms very attentive, wide awake and full of vim and vigor on that first day not even daunted by the immense amount of literature to be covered before the end of the course. . After supper all the students seized their books and again made a mad rush for the dtctor's office. There we sat for three solid hours attempting to read a line or two between yawns. But once again we were dismissed with a curt, nCome back tomorrow. That's all for to- night.n we were a tired, disgusted and dejected group until from out of the crowd came this booming voice, Holy cats! By the time we get in to see the doctor, we'll be too old to take the course.' with that our depression lifted, and saying goodnight we slowly wended our way back to our cabins. There we became acquainted with our room mates who proved to be very interesting and congenial. As several of the girls had attended aquatic school the previous year, they helped us to become orientated and accustomed to the camp routine. All went smoothly for the next few days--physical examinations were a thing of the past--surburns were row the burning problems. Ouch! Did they hurt! Due to' the retarded season no one had acquired a basic tan. Instead we were obliged to take the su in large doses which was not conducive to comfort and good humor. Our spirits were revived, however, when discovered that we were to be entertained by an aquatic demonstration on Sunday. lhe feature attraction of the exhibition was the stunt of swimming through flaming

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A SENIGR CLASS MEETING President Kenney calls the meeting to order. Politician Qkor- man is jammed into his seat hy stronger members of the class. Presi- dent Kenney calls for old business and is loudly reminded thst'the minutes of the last meeting hive not been road. Secretary: ul didnit know how to write up that lest fight.u 'Presn asks for the Treasurer's Report. Riley: nWe've get ubout the same amount as we had lust time.u NPres: nReport accepted. Any old husigcss?u No old business. nAny now busincss?n Everyone yells ut once: Hwhct about the Promln nWhen's Gradua- tion?u nHow's Esther's and Ann's yorrbook coning?n nWherc'ro We going for Class Day?N nwho warts u Cluss Day?H f Miss Canby: nlf you cun't conduct A class meeting correctly wo won't have one.n It is quiet for a minute. Jean Burnup: nlk. President, I nuke a motion that wezescind the vote to have n Senior Prom.u All the girls: nl second the motion.n The male section: nHuh?H NWhnt, uquin ?n nhrc you crazy or something?n nWhut's the mntt0r?N nJust Q bunch of doedbeats, that' s allen The solid South Cfeminine scctorj: NTh:t's the sense of going to y 1dP dst fx J .1 ll alt? fr I Q e 1J'1-e our o rom un, un inn urounf Q nisl loo exnensiv . Ee not going.n nYou fellows hate us unywny.u President Kenney: NOrd5r, plense.u Loud bass chorus: nThink you'ro too good for us, don't you?u nWe're gonna have a Pron.H nYou don't have to come: we don't want you anywayeu nIt's fun to dub around at u Prom.n Indignant soprano: nYou just wnnt u Prom so you can chase around afterward.u uOh, grow-up.u HVk'rc nat coming.n NHhy should wt waste our time and money to hovc an awful tinc?n President Kenney: desperately: UCQMQ to order.n Jean Burnap: NMr. President, I mudo a motion. Lct's vote on it.n NPresn: nlny more discussion?n Everyone starts shouting sguin. lmlligun opens one of his desk and starts to edt. Okermun and Gooioll practice twisting Burley's arm. The secretary gives up trying to keep notes. nOrdcr, plvise,N grains MPrcs.N nQuist,N rours Miss Canty. President Kenncy:nill these in favor of'n3cinding the Prom voto.n nThose opposed.H The boys all raise their hunds. nCount 'em right 'Pres,' or we'll twist your arn.n Q President Kenney:' uThe vote is ll-10. I guess we're h,ving a Prom after ell.n nWe're not comiLg.H nYou cen't make us come.H NPres,n suddenly discovering it's tint ior him to distribute the milk, asks soreone to make u motion to adjourn. Burley: HI make u motion the meeting be ddjourned.n Everyone: nl second the mution.n nPresn: NThose in favor of adjourning the meeting.u Three people raise their hands. nPresn: nThoso opposed.u Evfryone else raises his hand. nPresN: NI guess the meeting is still going.H The bell rings. Everyone dashes for dinner. Mulligan starts his second lunch. Kenneth Goodell

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TECHNICOLOR DREAM fcontinuedl oil by using a variation of the breast stroke. In another interesting display we were shown how the various branches of tho armed forces caused stretchers to float so that the wounded could be transported across water. To accomplish this, inflated pairs of trousers. were placed at intervals along wooden or iron stretchers. Canoeing, boat- ing and swimming races were executed by the students. Our cabin had the distinction of winning the relay race prize. .r .- On Monday we began to think of exams and the books we hadn't read. Procrastination, always my besetting sin, made it necessary for me to cram to catch up. However, I managed to pass the examinations and re- ceived my certification as a Water Safety Instructor. we were fortunate to train under some of the finest aquatic in- structors in the country: Commodore Longfellow, the first life saver in the United Statesg Cal Bryant, the author of all the Red Cross swimming and diving textbooks and Roger Hawthorne who had accompanied Admiral Byrd on his last expedition to the South Pole. He called us to our boating class each day with those words,nLast call for boating. Hurry! Hurry! Hubba, hubba, hubbaln f After ten days at Camp Kiwanis my dreams no longer soared to such extravagant heights as previously. No, I fully realized there was a great deal more to becoming an aquatic champion than just technicolor dreams. Ann Jandron WHAT I HAVE GAINED BY ATTENDING HIGH SCHOOL ' Occasionally I surprise mysclf by seeming to know something and then I feel that I have accomplished a great deal during my four high school years. The next moment the jocund feeling departs leaving in its place a true sense of value. I discover that I know far loss than I imagined was possible after having practically completed my fourth year of high school. Languages?? Yes, I have had a smattering of Latin and Frenchg but today I know very little more about these two str.nge languages than I knew four years ago last September 4th. English has been so easy,just a cinch you know, that one just glides by leaving almost all the know- ledge in the books where it originally came from. lhth has been hard- erg therefore, a little more studying, but it still seems that know- ledge hates to leave those books. History has been too easy to bother with. UBN is high enough if no studying has to be put into it. Oh! Oh! here comes Chemistryu lmch to hard to understand so I just forgot about that and so did the teachers. Biology was definitely fun. Here again most of the knowledge stayed in the booksg but I do remember a little about the microscopic animals and the human body, though very little it is. Socially, I am a flop. I learned to dance in my eighth year of school and have gradually lost this knowledge too. I attended parties now and then, but our class was always at swords points so most of the pleasant memories have fled with the wind. All that I have learneiso- cially is how to breeze by quickly. All that has kept me going is sports and more sports! Moat of my pleasant memories are of field or court. I understand the rules of the games but forgot how to play them and to apply these rules. Four years of sports has left me less tired and still in high spirits. This ends my brief sketch of what I have pained by attending high school. Emma Harvey