Newport High School - Live Wire Yearbook (Newport, ME)

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8433324302 20 LITERARY THE UNPRAISED HEROES, MOM AND DAD The trouble with most of us is that we never realize how much anything means to us until we no longer have it, whether it is a toy, a pleasant home, or the love and care of our parents. Not many of us younger people ever stop to think of the trouble and sacri- fice that our parents have endured, without a complaint, to try to bring us up right. We do not stop to realize that a few kind words or a kind thought once in a while might make them feel that their job is not done in vain. After all, they deserve it. They would give us their last centg they would give up anything to give us something that means a lot to us, so why not show our gratitude in part by giving up a little now and then to make them happy? For instance, our mother will stand by us when we need her help. Our father will fight for us, right or wrong, when we are in trouble. They will care for us when we are ill, encourage us when we are discouraged, show u-s where we are wrong, praise us when we are right. These are only a few of the things that parents are doing every dayg sacrificing to help us without our realizing it, or if we realize it, without giving it a second thought. Have you ever asked mother or dad for the car some evening and taken it to a game or dance, the next day iinding out that they had planned to use it themselves? Or have you asked themlwi V for some money to go somewhere spe- cial? They dig down into the remote corners of their pockets and dig out some change or a bill and give it to you whether they can afford it or not. If you havenit witnessed some similar experiences, there is something wrong somewhere, because every mother and father is trying to do the best for you, no matter how strict you think they are. Think it over. Are you doing justice to your mother and father? Could you do a little more to show them your ap- preciation? You hear a lot about all the praised war heroes, lifesaving heroes and other, but let us start praising the unpraised heroes, Mom and Dad. Richard Williams '48 A STUDENTS EXAMPLE There,i' said Student Cray, with a shake of her head, I cleaned out my books and my desk's been washed and cleaned, but I do wish the others would fix up theirs the same. It's a shame, I call it, just plain and flat, that we have to stay in schools with rooms like that. Iill wait no longer. I'll start today and fix up my part of it anyway. Now this student is one of those girls who, when they start a thing, jus-t rush it throughf' and a day or so after, as Seavey came up to Student 'Gray's desk, saw how neat and clean it was, walked away and said, By George, I'll let Cray see that I can be as neat as shef, Now Student Wade sat just behind,

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19 Y or EQQZUEGEIGDEQ A EIGHTH GR. DE Front Row: L. Grendell, E. Evans, Bl. Booth, P, Ramsev, ll. Brown. j. XYiseman, P. Proctor, D. Burke. 2nd Row: A. Braley, F. Hanson, G. Fletcher, NI. Cook. Xlrs. lfernnld. E. Gothberg. E. Paradis. P. Harris. 4 3rd Row: H. Plummer, B. Look, N. Frost, D, Tvit-Allister. ll. Sewell, B. Bernard, S. Turner. 1 4th Row: K. Rideout, R. Condon. I. Sit-Corqxriiulalr-. j. Grin, E. Xlarshalli D. XYilliiuns, N. Day. EICHTH GRADE On NSeptember 2, 1947 the Newport Eighth Grade moved to the High School building. There were thirty-four stu- ents enrolled at the beginning of the school year with Mrs. Fernald as in- structor. After a few days of school and hard work, we elected our class ollicers and they were as follows: President, Paul Ramsey, Vice President, Iane Wisemang Secretary, Richard Browng Treasurer, Richard rlleedg and Student Council, Paul Ramsey. Later, Betty Look was appointed our 'Eighth Grade Editor for the 'KBooster.', Soon the basketball season drihbled around and the line-up for Boys' Bas- ketball was entirely from the Eighth Grade, While that of Girls' Basketball in- cluded four Eighth Graders. On Thursday' afternoon. December 18th. we had a Christmas social. which we all enjoyed. The Christmas Con- cert directed by Xlrs, Xlonoghan was held at the lligh Street Union Church that evening with the Eighth Grade singing two numbers. lt was voted to have a toboggan party on Tip Top and the President, Paul Ramsey. appointed those to bring thc toboggans and build the fire. It was held Saturday. February T, and everyone had a wonderful time. XVe have had an eventful year of school, and have found it to be quite a change in some ways from years spent in the Grade School Building. As OUI' days in the Eighth Grade draw to a close. we look forward to 'becoming Freslnnen and a part of the regular High School in the tall.

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. ,, . ' te 45 rx 55173 31 21 0330303 saw Seavey and Cray cleaning desks, and so she fixed up hers to be 'Kin the gamef' Now every junior did the same, and soon every student in N. H. S. was trying his best to g'Outbeat Grayfi And now when Student Council meets, they are proud of their school which canit be beat. The moral of this tale applies to school and other things. Reforms, like snowballs, will keep on growing, if somebody only starts the ball rolling. -tRevision of Farmer Brown's Ex- an1ple.l Doris Kimball S-19 MORTIMER'S FIRST GIRL Another spring had come! The little town of Centerville had taken on a gay and lively atmosphere. Bluebirds had winged their way back home from their long winteris stay in the south. The t1'ees were newly clad in a soft foliage of green. The air was fresh and faintly perfumed with a light fragrance from the early budding -flowers. Highland Avenue, the lane on which Susie Drake resides, has been touched by the magic hand of Mother Nature as she brings forth a new spring. Perhaps this is why Mortimer jameson has turned his mind to thoughts of love. He has suddenly awakened to the fact that Susie Drake is an extremely attrac- tive young girl who is in the same class With him at Centerville High. 'Mortimer has been very fortunate thus far in the first romance of his young life. He had just succeeded in dating Susie for the forthcoming NU Club dance which was to be held at the high school gym the following week. He had been rather bashful in asking Susie, but now the ordeal was over and she had ac- cepted. ln Mortimeris estimation, the week passed by at an unbelievable speed. It was Friday night, a most beautiful eve- ning in spring, with the sweet chirping of crickets and soft evening b1'eezes iioating through the treetops. At eight Mortimer arrived at the Drake residence. He paused outside the gate, adjusted his tie, and gathered up the nerve to continue on his way to the front door. He pressed very lightly on the doorbell, brit the sound of the buzz- ing made him jump. Mrs. Drake opened the door and greeted him in her ever friendly manner. Somehow or other, Mortimer managed to smile and utter a faint 'iHello.', Descending the stairway was Susie, attired in a breath- taking pink evening gown. 'Mortimer thought that she was the most charm- ing girl that he had even seen. Susie had always known that Morti- mer jameson was shy, but not this shy. He could scarcely say a word while they were walking, fyes, walking, for Mortimer had no carl to the gym. There was everything to make a per- fect evening, the wonderful air of spring and a dreamy orchestra, but somehow, to Susie Drake, the evening was far from perfect. The hours passed slowly while Susie danced with Mortimer, for he was continually stepping on her feet. As the gym clock struck eleven, Mortimer said he must go, for his mother would be expecting him. Al- though Susie knew that the dance would continue until twelve, she made no protest. They were soon on the Main Street, with Mortimer trying earnestly to keep up a rather feeble conversation. It seemed like hours to -Susie before they would ever reach Highland Avenue. Finally the Drake residence came into view. They walked noiselessly into the