New Haven High School - Mirage Yearbook (New Haven, IN)

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New Haven ' s the School Rare is the student who goes home empty-handed. 7:55 . . . And I rush into school literally only half there, remembering everything that I forgot to bring and do . . . I scrounge through my tornado-racked locker for the morn- ing ' s books and chatter with Linda about the current gossip ... I borrow somebody ' s comb and squeeze through the mob ' til I gain a small corner of a mirror ... I grab my books in the scurry, rush down the hall, and burst into American Literature with the sound of the bell. 9:26 ... I meet Jim in the hall, and we complain incessantly about term paper writing until we walk into room 30— Mr. May boasts his usual sly smile, knowing he ' s working us to death. 10:40 . . . Now I meet my Waterloo, a psychology test . . . I hurry for those few minutes of cramming . . . Finished, but Mr. Beugnot never considers letting us out early.

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;i - vf i ; New Haven High School awakened from its summer slumber once more on September 9 and prepared to meet 1964-1965. The sounds of youth, with its un- quenchable thirst for knowledge, filled every corner of NHHS. Some of the school ' s growing pains were eased this year when the new elementary building and the John H, Young stadium were put into use. As the routine of announcements, classes, activities, and homework again became familiar, formal classroom instruction joined forces with out-of-class discussions to give New Haven ' s students a rounded, solid foundation of knowledge. Everyone wants to belong, especially youth. In their attempts for acceptance NHHSers al- lowed new ideas to educate them unknowingly during the day. The typical student learned to appreciate each facet of high school. New Haven style: classroom situa- tions, extra-curricular organizations, ballgames, Snow- ball Hop, pep sessions, and Prom each added their portions of education and fun. By May 28 New Haven had done its best for this year, and, as the halls echoed for the last time with the laughter and footsteps of those who thought young in 1964-1965, the school began to settle for the summer. for Those Who Think Young NEW HAVEN LANES, Open and League Bowling, 7-clays a week Phone 749-2011 Manager, Bob Longardner

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This is living! Lively conversation, cheerful componion- ship, and my Madl 12:10 ... At last— lunch ... I grab my government book and head for the cafeteria ... I meet Sharon on the stairs, and she starts telling me about a composition she wrote today . . . We decide to buy a candy bar (I ' m on a diet!) for lunch ... I talk, eat, and attempt to read government ' til the first bell. 1:58 ... I stand in line at the water fountain . . . Then I walk slowly to algebra class with Bob . . . We ration- alize about yesterday ' s flunk. 3:00 ... I give— How do you find the equation for a parabola? 3:15 . . . After fighting my way to my locker, I see what needs to be done tonight and pile about five books into a large stack . . . time to head for the bus . . . Under- classmen everywhere and no place to sit . . . Oh, well, at least it ' s Friday! for a Hectic Day Underclassmen line up for the gruesome process of having pictures taken. Caroling in the halls adds to the Christmas spirit. Grov Iing stomachs find their peace as the lunch trays are emptied. Many diets go to their graves here and at the gym canteen.