Marshall High School - Islander Yearbook (Marshall, NC)

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enLors BARBARA RUNNION Journalism 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Club 1; Dramatics 3. EDYTH SAMS Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Beta Club 2, 3, 4: Cheerleader 3, 4; Glee Club 3, 4; Soft- bate. Class Ofhcer -2, 3, 4: 4-H Club t,-2, 3, 4; Marshal 3; Student Council 4; Football Queen’s Attendant 4. MARK SMITH Football 1, 2, 8, 4; Glee Club 4; Mono- gram Club. 3, 4; Baseball 4. LOUISE THOMAS . Journalism 4; Softball 2; 4-H Club 1, 2. =e JACK TIPTON Journalism 4; Baseball 1; 4-H Club 1, 2. RAYMOND WALLIN MAal (Ciluile) 1, 2. 33 CHRISTINE WARD Beta Club 2, 3, 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4. MARVIN WOODSON Class Officer 1; Glee Club 4; Monogram Club 3, 4; Football 1, 2, 3, 4; Baseball 9. 8, 4 eter Club. 1, 2, 324 y

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MARY RICE Backetballi 2.) 3.04-, Betas@lube2ara0 4s Glee’ Club 132 573; 42° Anntal Stat 4; Cheerleader 1. 2, 3; Softball 2; 4-H Club Ine2. 3, 4 eClasss Officers 2 Miss Mar= shall 3. EVERETTE RIDDLE Dramatics 3. FAYE RIDDLE Journalism 4; 4-H Club 1; Dramatics 3. ROBERT RIDDLE enwors MARY HELEN RECTOR Glee Club 4; Softball 2; 4-H Club 1. , COLEEN REECE Journalism 4; Glee Club 4; Dramatics 3. EVELYN REEMES Journalism 4; Glee Club 1; 2, 3, 4. CARO RERIGCE Journalism 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; 4-H Club 1. 2, 3, 4; Softball 2; Cheerleader 3.

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G bee History : A conversation between two small children was interrupted by the loud cry of many youngsters, ‘‘the bell, the bell is ringing!’ Soon the doors were opened and all the kids poured into the schoolhouse, carrying their brand new tablets and pencils. Such was our first day of school. However, the months and years passed until we were in the third grade. There our troubles began. Namely, the multiplication and the division tables. We could never remember whether the teacher said 6x7 equals 42 or 7x6 equals 42. How happy we were when books were checked in and we started for home. Only in a short time, we returned to keep moving on the road to graduation. We can never forget our good old high school days. Our friends, our teachers, and our dear old building on the island. We as freshmen though WE were THE STUFF. After all we were in high school! We were rather good because we learned the whole poem of “Thanatopsis’’. You know how it goes, “To him who in the love of nature holds.” And French days! Would you believe that one letter would make so much difference! Anyway, our teacher did. When it came to brains in that class, there was only a very faded ‘“X”’ to “mark the spot”. We can never forget our algebra classes. To us it was really a pain because we didn’t have very “mathematical minds”. Why did x plus y equal 1, when the next letter of the alphabet was 2? Among all our memories, we shall cherish most our excitement of our trips to Washington and New York. Also, the measurements for our white and blue caps and gowns. Yes, we can truthfully say we’ve had a swell time in school, despite the home- work! As we march down the aisle during graduation many of these thoughts will crowd into our minds. We shall soon be stepping out into a strange world; strange to us because we must then assume the responsibilities which rightfully belong to us. But, we can always look back on our high school days at Marshall High School with a wonderful, but rather sad remembrance.