Moberly Area Community College - Mojuco Yearbook (Moberly, MO)

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lutions to use as a preservative for her Biological specimens. She had about ten different mixtures and was testing each one for strength by tasting it. After each test she would make a nota- tion in her notebook. When she got through her notebook looked like this: No. 1-Fairly strong. Should do Well on boneless specimens. No. 2-Getting stronger. Will be good for smaller specimens. No. 3-About the same. Will do for smaller specimens also. No. 4-Strill stronger. Fime for fogs and frish. No. 5-Goog Stoof. Will freserve all living magger. No. 6-9011, proof. Too good for ani- mals. I'll keep it myself.. fNow who's drunk?J I got a new permanent wave last Week, and when I comb my hair a cer- tain way, I look almost exactly like Veronica Lake. I think Miss Stamm, my Hygiene teacher noticed the strong resemblance, because the other day she called me Moronica when she saw how neatly I was putting a tourniquet around another girl's neck to stop her nose bleed. You know, self confidence is an in- teresting part of the human character. Take Miss Weis now. Back at the first of the year she was as shy as a coed, but when so many people started se- lecting her as their faculty advisor, she blossomed right out. Now she is fre- quently heard asking people Who is M. J. C.'s most popular teacher, and Why am I? Marvelous what a little self-confidence will do, isn't it? I've just heard all the details about the terrible fight that Miss Dossey and Mr. Bain had. It was all caused by a bet. Mr. Bain bet that Miss Dossey couldn't climb the beam of a flashlight. Miss Dossey took him up on it. She left her part of the stakes on the ground and began to climb. She was just at the top when Mr. Bain grabbed the money, shut off the light, and ran. That left Miss Dossey sitting up in the sky with no way to get down. She would probably have been there yet if a stray column of smoke hadn't drifted by for her to slide down on. A nasty rumor is now circulating that she has secretly turned Mr. F1eming's new De-Materi- alizer machine on Mr. Bain and is sit- ting back waiting for him to turn into nothing. What a terrible revenge! Misunderstandings can lend a queer twist to life's happenings. Now just last week such a strange thing came about from a simple little misunder- standing. It seems that a student went home and told his parents that Miss Dunlop had called him a scurvy ele- phant. Wrathfully, the mother of the abused child bore down upon Miss Dun- lop. It was only after a spirited de- fense had tired the mother that Miss Dunlop was able to make her under- stand that she had merely referred to the boy as a disturbing element. Fortunately, there were no serious con- sequences arising from the matter. Miss Dunlop's only comment was that she was going to have her hair thinned anyway. Speaking of sentences, which I have not been doing, reminds me of an in- cident that occurred in my English Class the other day. Miss Benson, the teacher, asked me to make a sentence. Ten years in Sing Sing, I says. Well, go on and finish it, she says. Th,at's all, I says. But that's not a complete sentence, she says. Make a complete sentence. Oh! I see what you mean, I says. Here's one. I-Iow's this? 'Marriage', I says. That ought to be complete enough. It's supposed to be a life term, ain't it? I must not have made myself clear or something, because she didn't seem to like it. But I don't really care. I don't have to have that three hours credit anyhow. Besides, we didn't ever get along very well ever since I said a certain quotation was from Words- worth's Immitations of Immorality rather than Intimations on Immortal- ity. You know what? Mr. Spohrer is get- ting more broadminded every day. Take for instance yesterday when I merely asked him if he got home all right the NINETY-SEVEN

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Blattner - Quarles The Best In Ladies Ready-To-Wear Congratulations To Class Of 1943 Magic City Cleaners CARL BECK Best Wishes of the MONITOR-INDEX NINETY Observations of a Student. Mostly About Teachers Anonymous but Confidentially By Elbert Stringer Teachers is the funniest people. There is an unfounded rumor going about M. J. C. that they are really only grown-up children just like normal hu- man beings, but then I never was one to take stock in rumors. You simply never can understand some of the things teachers do. Take Miss Baker for in- stance. She is my advisor. When school first started this fall, I thought I would sign up for Calculus, Chemistry, Phy- sics, Analytical Geometry, Algebra, and Trigonometry, but when Miss Baker saw this prospective schedule, she just turned pale, reached for a new enroll- ment blank, and wrote down Music, Art, Typing, English 1, and Gym with- out saying a word. This was sort of disappointing to me, because I never have passed a Math or Science course yet, and I had hoped that this would be the first year. Oh well. What's the I've never passed any of either. Sometimes I think thing that my father is on Board. difference? the others it's a good the School I hadn't I saw that I was going to have a little trouble with Miss Chappell, my Art teacher. One day we got off on some far away subject and she happened to ask me to give her- an example of jumping to a conclusion. I says, A parachutist jumps to a conclusion when his chute doesn't open. I must have been pretty near right, because I think I'1l be allowed to go back to class next week. However, I don't think that I will, because I'm going to shift to Mrs. I-Iad1ey's Plane Geometry class. Avia- tion always did sort of interest me. been in school long before I never will forget our class elections there at 'the first of the year. I was nominated for several offices, but I de- clined to accept after Miss Casebolt said something about self-nomination not being cricket. She was very nice about it. By the way, I never did get around to looking up that word i-d-i-0-119' I-Iave you heard the latest news about Miss Adams. It seems that one day she was mixing up some alcoholic so- -SIX

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night before after the School Board's party. Why yes, of course, he an- swered, Why do you ask? Well, I just wondered after I saw you try to blow the whipped cream off your glass of jello, and then propose a toast with it. Right away he says, 'Shl1h, and takes me into his office where he prom- ises me an E in Government if I prom- ise not to tell anybody about what I saw. I was so surprised that I didn't think to remind him that I wasn't even taking Government. However, when grade cards came out, Dad told me that he was glad to see me taking an interest in Government, and he gave me five dollars for the first E I ever made. - Things finally started breaking my way for a while after this. Then a Week or two ago disaster struck. My little brother was apprehended in the men's lounge while making his daily invest- ments in the spotted ivory markets. I felt that I had the support of Mr. Spohrer behind me, so I went with my poor little brother to Mr. Beach's office to speak in his defense. Mr. Beach, I says. Mr, Beach, either you turn this boy loose and put him back in school, or else. Smiling broadly, as is his habit as you know, he answers back simply, Or else. That's why my folks are considering sending me away to school. 1 AUTOGRAPHS up ' . -WK NX I V, 'rl A, I if f 45'-54, '32-J 11.146-68. .2,:J',.f.g.z'Zl -f'-775 ff-f at .f ffg - o f fffw. . if f X' 'pf' f ,t ,- J. V6 ,1 NINETY-EIGHT