Malden High School - Maldonian Yearbook (Malden, MA)

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a mutant finds gmdging acceptance “Would you pass me the spork?” “The what? “The spork.” “A fork?” “No . . . spork!” “What ' s a spork?” Indeed, the question lingered in everyone ' s mind. “What exactly was a spork?” From the creators of foam lunch trays and all purpose bagel holders came the newest and most innovative eating utensil yet. It was neither a spoon nor a fork, but instead, an eerie combination of the two— a meshing of Western culture, as it Vl’i. A were. Though it was quietly integrated into the lunchroom scene by cafeteria officials, some students met the change with both disbelief and shock. “I ... I didn ' t know how to use It!” confessed one honest student (now brown-bagging her lunch for reasons undisclosed). Some just couldn ' t handle the culture shock. However, as always, there were many students who adjusted to the change with an open mind; and soon it became as user-friendly as the b flexi-straw. Experienced cafeteria critic Patrice Noonan even complimented that it “had character”. Many wondered what the motive for change was in the first place. My guess— money. Obviously it was cheaper to produce a mutant utensil rather than spend twice as much making good, old fashioned forks and spoons. But this was the eighties, and we were expected to be capable of adjusting to i automation.

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the trick is to get through the day The annoying buzz of the alarmclock signaled the start ot a new day and adventure. As you delay the exit from your warm bed and think ot approaching tests and projects, you wonder how you will make it through the day. There were various ways used to survive the seemingly endless seven periods. Some caught up on lost sleep, wandered to unknown places or stared glossy eyed at the clock, anticipating the bell ' s freedom ring. Other noticably popular pastimes were doodling on desks, passing a friendly hello to a neighbor, dreaming up excuses as to why homework wasn ' t completed and, also, conversing on a desk top with a mystery student from the previous class. Basically, Just anyway to kill time. All of these were minor escape valves which students used to flee from the monotony or anxiety of the school day. However, the exultation of the 2:i5 bell was often lessened by the thought that tomorrow the long process would start all over again. But making it through the day didn ' t have to be a horrifying experience as long as set backs were taken with a smile and a little optimism. student life 21 (

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The lunches of Lamar Boseman and Larry Hicks look like they ' ve seen better days, the days before the invention of the spork. student life 23