Newton South High School - Regulus Yearbook (Newton, MA)

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C575 Y , , W M '- E ' GUIDANCE DEPARTMENT-Mrs. Kelley, Mr. Larnpert, Mrs. Sarkisian, Dr. Addis, Department Headg Mr. Sanborn, Mrs. Evans, Mrs. Patron. Tile . . . Smooth, shiny tile Vinyl floor tile I see a waxer with a long yellow cord I hear a waxer . . . hummmmmm os If you go to see a housemaster, you can walk on a rug! Venetian blinds Horizontal lines Tab-arm chairs for Math Tab-arm chairs for History, for English and for French In the library I can sit at a table in a chair! In the art room I can spin the chair! In a faculty sitting room they have plush-plastic chairs with metal arms and legs. Venetian blinds Horizontal lines Tables, chairs, floors, stairs Why is everything so smooth? The easier to clean. Ceilings, lights, fluorescent tubes Riliilllgliife DEPARTMENT-Miss Roman, Department Head: Mr. Allcva I long for a single bulb! ' Such blandness! Such enervating air! What is honored in a country will be cultivated there. QPLATOQ SAMUEL M. BUSSELE 25

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Lockers . . . I see nothing but lockers Or eye-ease green BANG! I hear lockers! I feel . . . Textureless Tile Smooth, textureless tile Glazed tile of pale pastel Green Trays Throw aways! READING CLINIC-Mr. Carey +-fab..-ff Light-mud-brown-metal lockers. Clean tile-pink, grey and pale, pale blue. 1 I LIBRARY-Mrs. Nelson, Mrs. Tannen- baurn, Mrs. Donovan, Miss Trowbridge. HOME ECONOMICS-Mrs. Driscoll, Mrs. Shaw.

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One of the curious things about my own education is that I did all the reading that has had any meaning for me, often I had finished the formal part of it during the long nights at sea while I was in the navy or, having closed the last book of my formal education, in the few years that I spent wandering about in jobs that allowed me to see some of the realities that my formal education denied ever existed. Those were the years when I read The Education of Henry Adams, The Brothers Karanzazov, Plato, Shakespeare, Dickens. I have almost stopped wondering why I used to let myself off by blaming the prevailing methods of teaching and learning. But I am not sure that this is the first. More likely I was simply not prepared emotionally or intellectually to read books that are concerned with the philosophical issues that have concerned man since he has been man. Hamlet was to me a murder story, nothing more and nothing less, and my instructors did nothing to change my notion. The other night I noticed that my young daughter, grade seven or eight, was reading The Old Man and The Sea. I tried gently to ease it out of her hand and put in its place The Wind in The Willows. But she clung to her assignment. I am sure that years from now when another teacher suggests that she read The Old Man and The Sea, she will respond, Oh, I read that years ago. So it goes. It's almost February and, for me, time to revive my imagina- tion and restore my spirit with a trip to Pooh Corner. When the ice breaks in March, perhaps there may even be time for a game of Poohsticks. ' OPHAIR CARAS 5 y fn' BOYS' PHYSICAL EDUCATION DEPARTMENT-Mr. Poskitt, Mr. Bechtold, Mr. Winkler. GIRLS' PHYSICAL EDUCATION DEPARTMENT-Miss Strojny, Miss Gil- more, Miss Hersey. l physical education HEALTH DEPARTMENT-Mrs. Winnard, Mrs. Green. Not Present: Mrs. Nee. 'Vis ai .