Maynard High School - Screech Owl Yearbook (Maynard, MA)

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Slave Three minutes to two, juust two minutes to run from Acton Street to the noted company of J. J. New- berry’s on Main Street. As I pant along, I wonder if perhaps contracting a cardiac condition is worth $.50 an hour? Then on the other hand I think of the debts I have acquired that made me dream of prison bars before Mr. Newberry took me in to straighten hosiery, clean understock, unpack crockery, with much sneez- ing and coughing in the accompanying hay, and oc- casionally to ring up ten cents on the cash register. What a thrill ! Just inside the door, and there goes the clock strik- ing two. Now to achieve the miracle of getting my coat into the girls’ room without being seen by any- one. Holding my breath as I walk so as not to be heard exhaling, (I’ll tell you this is no easy job after running a quarter of a mile without stopping) , I make my dangerous way to the girls’ room. By the time I arrive there my face is in such a purplish hue that people are beginning to stare at me with quizzical looks. Standing at the further end of the store I bellow, I’m here, Catherine!” Of course, poor Catherine doesn’t know who I” is, so this results in quite a bit of screaming back and forth before the matter is unraveled. My day of slavery begins. First, I am stationed be- hind the candy counter, but after ten or fifteen min- utes of shoveling out confectionery to hungry people who have probably just come from some movie where the hero and the heroine starved to death for love, all this work being done under the watchful eyes of the manager, he decides that I am being altogether too generous with each order. Thus, I am ushered to the back of the store where the yard goods look as though five or six dogs had fought over them. A counter near it contains the toys. With everything arranged, I find myself with empty hands. My groping hands light on a yoyo, the art of which always dumbfounds me. Well, practice makes perfect! Involved in untangling myself from the yoyo, my attention is caught by a piping voice, the owner of which seems to be a grubby hand holding a little soldier. ' ' What the cost of this makes?” After a quick translation, calling on my past days of experience with children, I answer, It makes cost ten cents!” This intelligent conversation is interrupted by the appearance of a towering example of womanhood, who soundly applies her hand to the unseen b ody. An ear-splitting cry rocks the foundations of the build- ing as the screaming child is dragged through the imposing portals of the store. By now the hands of the old clock on the mill have crept up to four o’clock and I leave my cage on winged feet, running to make home for supper. Then to meet a barrage of baby carriages out for the warm air and of youngsters on bicycles on the sidewalk. (Where they shouldn’t be blocking my way). Promptly at three to five I rush out the door, as though I had been given a kick, and run all the way down town. Back again I arrive at J. J.’s, politely to sell socks of all kinds for the rest of the night, and even some ribbon to a woman who ordered me to measure it by wrapping it around her neck. At last it is nine and work is done for another day. With gay adieus to all, Marion, Bobbie, and I rush to Pizza House to get a hamburger to refresh our- selves. The hour of nine o’clock affects me as digitalis does a chronic invalid. Veronica Janulewicz, ’51 ( 27 )

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that terrible disguise. The picture, however, wasn’t half as shocking to him as what was printed under- neath it! The P.T.A. asked the co-operation of the seniors in the abolishment of the annual Freshman initiation. The seniors decided to start the Freshman-Senior re- lationship off by choosing a Queen of the Freshman Class. Since this new girl was first seen this morn- ing, we knew at once she would take the prize, so we took this picture of her entering school this morning! We also took the honor of presenting a wardrobe of Queen ' s dresses, to the sister of the winner, Judy Black. We are quite sure there isn’t a prettier queen in the freshman class, and we are also sure Will will never be mistaken for a she” again!” The Photographers of The News Will ripped the paper to tiny pieces, then sat down and tried to figure a way out of this, because he knew he’d never live it down. How Will wished he had been initiated! I mean, of course, the regular way. It might have hurt him, but at least he wouldn’t have been the talk of the town” for a week! Barbara Crottv, ’54 Youth and Popular Music Popular music is a vital part of the teenager ' s life. Although most adults think it is a waste of time and labor, if you stop to think about it, you will find out why the teenagers like it so well. Popular music will fit into the various moods of the teenagers and will also help him to express his feelings. Depending on the mood he is in, when a teenager picks a song on the jukebox, he has a choice of anything from a slow dreamy ballad to a lively tune with a jump beat. If he feels like celebrating, you can expect some loud, jumpy tune. If he has just had a fight with his favorite girls, you can expect some romantic song with a haunting melody. One reason why adults don’t like popular music is because it never lasts very long. A song that is pop- ular one week may be forgotten by the next. This is due to the teenager’s ever changing likes and dis- likes. Just as a fad lasts until the novelty is worn off, so popular music lasts until a new favorite is uncov- ered. Popular music is very cleverly put together. It is pleasing to the ear, and easy to listen to. There is a melody to suit every teenager’s taste. The beautiful lyrical ballads and the catchy novelty tunes are the works of artists in their field. ( 26 ) Listening to records, whether on the radio, the phonograph, or the jukebox, occupies a great deal of the teenager’s time. Popular music is an integral part of his education, as well as one of his favorite pas- times. Barbara Mitzcavitch, ’52 Our English Language Our English Language is wonderful, ’tis true, It’s spoken and written by quite a few. But sometimes it’s hard to understand, This language of ours, which is really so grand. Now wait just a minute and you will see, What I mean when I say, It’s like Greek to me.” A girl is often called a gal, But who would call a curl a cal ? A big boat is a battleship, But whose big coat is a cattleship ? A small house is a hut, Then why isn’t a small mouse a mut? Two or more louses are called lice, But who calls their blouses blice? The plural of tooth is teeth, Then why isn’t the plural of youth yeeth? A fancy name for mother is mater, But who calls their brother, brater? A young cow is a calf, But whose young plow is a plaf? A joke is sometimes known as a jest, Then why isn ' t a poke a pest? A dollar bill is called a buck, But who ever called a hill a huck? About these peculiarities, there’s nothing I can do, So I guess I’ll have to accept them as true, Our English is really wonderful, but don’t you agree That it should be simpler for people like you and me? Janice Morgan, ’52 Tippy Black and white and just pint size Sleek and slim with dark brown eyes, This priceless jewel I would not trade For all the money that was ever made. His pleading whine when sweets he sees Makes me give in instead of tease. Chasing cats is his delight Until the feline turns to fight. To school with me each day he walks — I only wish that he could talk! Priscilla Woodbury, ' 51

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Activities Career Talk On [anuary 11, 1951, Mrs. Ruth Fernandez, who is on the staff at Massachusetts General Hospital, ad- dressed a group of students at Maynard High School. She described very clearly the life of a student nurse and also explained the different phases of nurs- ing. Questions were answered for the girls at the end of her talk and Mrs. Fernandez stajed in the Guid- ance Room to talk with a few of the senior girls in- terested in entering training. Good Government Day Program On January 12, 1951 a program under the direc- tion of Mrs. Clair was presented in the auditorium. Thomas Cocco introduced to us Mr. Alfred Cene- della, Director of the Division of Law Enforcement, Conservation Department. He spoke of many differ- ent phases of the Conservation Department but put more emphasis on Conservation of Forests. Program : Flag Salute Assembly Star Spangled Banner Assembly Governor ' s Proclamation Russell Manchester Introduction ....Thomas Cocco, Master of Ceremonies Your Land and My Land Girls’ Chorus Mr. Alfred Cenedella Conservation Department Squadrons of the Air ....Sandra Stammers, Peter Kalio Virginia Sulkala, Ronald Kangas Mary A. Doyle Superintendent of Schools America the Beautiful Girls’ Chorus Music was under the direction of Miss Eleanor Colburn. Career Talk JANUARY 22, 1951 Miss Marie Gearin, Director of Training at Lowell State Teacher’s College, spoke to students of the High School on the qualifications and training requirements for teaching. She discussed the different types of teaching and answered questions the students had concerning them. After her talk she and Miss Barre returned to the Guidance Room where Miss Gearin had conferences with several students. A. A. Dance JANUARY 31, 1951 The girls’ field hockey and basketball teams com- bined to run the Annual Athletic Association Dance. Everyone waited patiently for the announcement of the King and Queen of Maynard High School Sports and Court. Miss Mary Collins, girls’ coach, made the an- nouncement. The King was William Howes, the Queen, Angie Greeno, both seniors. The Court was chosen from the other three classes in the high school. Juniors — Andre Beshta, and Kay Higgins; Sopho- mores — Albie Alexanian and Lois Bain; Freshmen — - Lenny Masciarelli and Alice Boeske. February Assembly The assembly of February 16, 1951, was prepared by Miss Hogarty and the juniors, assisted by a few from the other classes. With Patricia Meister as Mistress of Ceremonies the program was: Introduction and Salute to the Flag Patricia Meister Proclamation Russell Manchester Events in February Barbara Manchester Piano Selection Janice Morgan and Patricia Dawson Lincoln Patricia Wehkoja Trumpet Solo Edward D’Amico Washington Barbara Prosper One Alone — Solo Helen King Patriotism Thomas Cocco Star Spangled Banner Entire Assembly Angie Greeno, ’51 Massachusetts Music Educators Association After arriving in Worcester about 9-15 A. M. on Thursday, February 15, we registered at the North School Gym. A short rehearsal followed at which ( 28 )