Manual High School - Thunderbolt Yearbook (Denver, CO)

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Tflrlflc? XO, This Is Spr'r'dbuII.' PHYSICAL EDUCATION A GROUP of girls forms a large checkerboard on the gym floor as they listen to the instructor. They are in sharp contrast to the dull floor and walls with their white middies, black gym trunks and white tennis shoes. Faces turn eagerly upward, for the explanation of speedball, deck tennis or volleyball has undivided attention. The explanation ended, girls rise hurriedly and rush to- ward the gym ofiice. Soon groups swing out of side doors carrying horse shoes, deck tennis rings, or a speedball. In another room a different scene unfolds. Rows of cots extend around the room, each cot neatly covered with a brown blanket. The room is darkened but indistinct forms of sleeping figures are visible. The sound of deep breath- ing cuts through the stillness. Softly closing the door, we leave the rest class and visit another group. Footballs fly through the air, basketballs swish the strings, or a home run is smacked over the fence. Sports and more sports are drilled into the boys to make strong bodies and alert minds. The boys love hard games that develop muscles and mental coordination. A visit to another class shows a group of boys doing many different types of exercises. No two boys seem to be doing the same exercise. Each individual works to correct a particular defect, whether it be back, legs, shoulders, or posture. Our visit to the physical education classes ends as we return to the famil- iar classrooms. Ninetee T I f ll fl fl Sp 1

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172. llnlrl Tllrlf .Ynl4', ' MUSIC HE dreamy melody of the Celtic Hymn floats harmoniously through the room as we slip unnoticed into a seat to listen attentively to the music of Tschaikowsky, Cain, Schumann, and other old or modern masters. Beneath the harmony the teacher suddenly detects a discord and smilingly raps the faulty tenor on the head. The pianist then plays the discordant part correctly. After weeks of hard work and correction, the group is ready to display their musical accomplishments in a program before the students or the P.-T. A. Students in this room find music to fit any mood, the stately processional of the Pilgrim's Chorus from Tannehauser, or the stirring tempo of Sousa's lil Capitan march, or again the lilt of The Blue Danube Waltz by Johann Strauss. Slow melodies for the easy going, or fast, lively tunes for the peppier songsters and instrumentalists. Classes change, a group carrying instruments enters. Then, above the din in the halls, most unharmonious sounds arise. The players are tuning up. First, the clarinets wail mournfully, then a sousaphone rumbles forth, while the trumpets blare, accompanied by the squeaking of violins and the tap of drums. The tai-dy bell rings, the conductor raps his baton upon a stand, all is silence until the number is announced. All eyes fasten upon the conductor. The baton descends and the instruments lift in unison to the strains of a slow waltz or a stirring march. l'llLClil:-vu liflrl: of lfrrr-ll Iluul' livfm :ln .lHllll'lIl'4' .iw illmlllf llolfrx uf 7'r4ll1li1ly1 I 5

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l.il.'w lu Nlurllu Hu' .Y1'I'lAI' Nyslwm of YI l rny1.' SCIENCE SCENE of manifold activity spreads to either side as we stand in a door connecting' two science rooms. In one room our gaze falls upon various crawling' insects, leaves, weeds, birds, physiolog'y charts, small animals, and gruesome looking jars smelling strongly of formaldehyde. A small terrapin blinks lazily up through bits of straw. A glance in the opposite direction shows long' black tables, divided by basins with rows of acid bottles resting on narrow shelves. A vile smell drifts to our nostrils-BangI-embryonic scien- tists are making hydrogen. Crash! Broken bits of a bottle tinkle as they fall to the floor. Laughing students gather around as the unfortunate experi- menter stoops to gather the broken fragments. An uproarious laugh calls our attention from the young chemists as a salamander wiggles from the instruc- tor's hand. Soon books are tossed aside as the instructor gives detailed infor- mation regarding a museum field trip. Two hops, a skip, and jump down the halls bring us to a room strung with wires, and buzzing with activity. Boys toil unceasingly restaging the age old gravity experiment, which Gallileo performed centuries ago. The bell rings, the class files out of the room, other individuals hurriedly lill the vacated seats. Soon astronomy and geology charts appear. Studious pupils with a far off look in their eyes seek to grasp the mysteries of the solar system. Others, interested in this earth, hold glittering, mica-speckled rocks. We step again into the shadowy hall. 'lwwmv UT lIrn1'l lnmn' Wllrll l'.'Il'l'fl'll'lflll lx lrlrl W1 lx'nr1H' Hull' ll .l1'lx