Norman High School - Eagle Yearbook (Norman, AR)

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27 -- 4 T f 1' a A me ' 9 t P r I f it e it 4 . Q- -T . , A,, ,, ., the members of our class. Lavelle Calahan, feeling school wasn't the place for him, took a flying trip to sunny California to seek wealth and happiness: Jerry Putman and Ioffrey Bates, thinking they had not learned enough that year, re- mained in the Freshman Class for another session. Frances Logan went on a short visit to Washington, but found she liked the place so much that she made her visit a nice long one. We haven't seen her since. Lorene Spradling didn't think school was the place for her, either, so she is still trying to find her , fortune in the middle of Norman. Early in September, 1946, our Superintendent, Mr. New, called the little band back for another term of school. This time we had thirty -two happy Sophomores enrolled and they were ready to put their best foot forward to make the most of an unfortunate situation. This year we had several interesting adventures with our sponsor, Mrs. Florence Sharp. We had lots of fun and studied very, ve ry ha rd thus setting a precedent in the Norman High School. We again went to the Narrows for our class picnic. Everybody enjoyed the day, especially the evening swim, Then we put away our books for another visit with home folks and friends. We had a lot to tell them and more to look forward to. During that summer we lost a few more of our little circle. Lorene Lawrence moved to Oden to further her education, but informs us that she still remembers her former classmates and teachers. Dessie Dunn and Wallace Elrod awoke one day in matrimony and flew to Detroit, Michigan for a long honeymoon. Edward Cooper moved to Illinois to attend school. Bill Ledbetter started traveling through the country and from all we know, he is still traveling. On September l, 1947, we again took up our books, pencils and tablets for another term of school. This year there were twenty-one members in the Junior Class, four boys and seventeen girls. We had enjoyed the vacation and holidays but were eager to meet again with each other in school. This year we sponsored and presented a play entitled People Are Funny , which we thought was well worthwhile. We invited the Seniors to a movie at the Malco Theater in Hot Springs. We also gave a reception in honor of the Seniors at the Town Hall. We went to Camp Albert Pike on our class picnic along with our sponsor, Mrs. Barr. We all had a rather pleasant day exploring the place. We then said good-bye and went away home for another visit with Mother and Dad. A few more of our little band left us to make their way out in the world. Lennie Lybrand moved over to Mt. Ida to finish her education there. Doris Thompson moved to Glenwood and we hear the wedding bells have rung for her. Jean Gaston, feeling school wasn't the place for her, married and is now living in Oden. Felix Love heard Uncle Sam calling and took up his place in the U. S. Army. He was a good student, but we are sure he is making a good soldier, also. Then on September 6, 1948, after a period of home visiting and vacationing, we again met on the old school grounds for the final victory, and elected Mr.New to be our sponsor. This year we have only seventeen in our class--three boys and fourteen girls, since Frances Thomspon strolled off to Mountain Pine to finish her schooling. We welcomed a new member to our tribe, Grace Large,from 14

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W. ..,,.an!Ulmuulx.,,, rvmwr, .V v V Y.., V. W, an CLASS INVENTORY Fauntella Black Taken altogether as the one in body that we are supposed to be in spirit, we make up an individual of sufficient age to know a great deal, if he's ever going to begin to learn for he wouldbe two hundred and ninety -eight years oldg surely an age of wisdom and power and dignity, verging upon veneration. Our height is one hundred fifty -five feet and one inch tall which certainly raises us far enough up in the world to allow us to tower above our enemies, and look down upon the inferior undergraduates. You can see, too, what a heavy pro- poration we are by the fact that taken together, and even giving due considera- tion to Moze1le's dainty figure, we tip the scales at exactly twenty -one hundred ninety -three pounds. Someone has libelously hinted that this weight is the same, either with or without Mozelle, but we think this is hardly a fair accusa- tion, and we do not expect any of you to give it any consideration. Our hand is certainly large enough to get a good firm grasp upon the affairs of the world, as well as upon our own individual concerns, for we wear a hundred twenty-six and one -half glove. Our head is of sufficient capacity to hold even the vast amount of knowledge we have been cramming into it for the past four years, for we require a hat that measures three hundred seventy-six and a half. Some say this may be due to the swelled heads of some of the graduates but we pass this over in the silence we feel that it deserves And if we do not make the success in life that we desire and expect, it will surely not be because we can- not gam a foothold upon the world's battleground by way of our colossal under- standing for we wear a number one hundred and ten shoe CLASS HISTORY Occo Bobo Many years ago our forefathers mothers, aunts uncles and all of their neighbors met and had a big get-together ' They were discussing the weather politics their friends and so on when the subject of school came up Almost everyone was interested and the thought became amusing to them They had often heard of school as the story was passed down to them from generation to generation but they called it the three R s So here is what they decided They would build a big schoolhouse themselves and send their great grand children to school so they could become civilized That is exactly what they did and here is the story of the last four years of the Norman High School as we are going to tell you tonight On September 7 1945 there were thirty members in the Freshman Class boys and twenty one girls a very lively and happy class We chose Miss Eunice Byers for our sponsor who entertained us with several interesting activities through the year We journeyed off to the Narrows near Caddo Gap for our annual class picnic where I feel safe in saying we had a very nice time We attended a few movies along with our sponsor also Then it was time to put away our books for a little sunshine and needed rest However we lost some of 13 who started on their journey to the Land of Learning. We were a group of nine

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nun-:vpn -rw, pn. . ,l ,. ,.n-.....nulu1rwn. ., ,. W.. ., ,. .qu-q,. .. . T, ., ,. .,.,,-, ,,,7g,, Texas whom we find to be just one of us. We sponsored a play in March, Our Gal Sa1 , which we thought to be very nice and which was well received by a large and appreciative audience. We were invited to a movie in Hot Springs by the Junior Class, also a banquet by the Juniors, which we enjoyed very much. We wish to extend our sincere gratitude to the lower grades coming up behind us. We have all worked together for what we felt was best. We have strived to learn what little we know today. It has been a long battle, but we can proudly stand and say we have won. This-is a happy, and sad time for all of us, because we can look back and see the happy days we have spent in Norman School. We shall always have sweet memories of the school, classmates, teachers, and our many, many friends. They have been a great help to us through these years. We bid them, each other, and all our many friends behind us, the best of luck--always. ' CLASS GRUNIBLER Robbins Harbour I can't understand why in the world Mr. New selected me to be the Class Grumbler. Maybe you are not aware of the fact, but I'm the most cheerful one in the class. Why couldn't he have chosen Ella? She is always grumbling-- nothing ever pleases her! Why didn't he pick Maxine--she never does smile! Here I go around with my voice raised in cheerful song. If it weren't for me, this old school building would be a dreary place. Folks are going to miss my happy songs when I'm gone. You have probably heard that life is a bed of roses: life may be a bed of roses sometimes and under some conditions, but there's always a thorn on the stem of every flower that is bound to prick hard: life may offer us many a huge doughnut, but there's sure to be a big hole in the center of each one. The one that I get will probable have an especially large hole in it, too. I'm here to tell you that there's a cloud behind every sunbeam. We look dreadfully wise and altogether charming to you tonight. Look us over while we are all spread out here so nicely and harmoniously for your inspection. But if you could just get one peep at us behind the scenes, you might form a quite different opinion from the admiring one you now hold. I believe in speaking the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So you must not look for any whitewashed effects from me. As you know, a Senior is naturally very sensitive. His feelings are easily wounded, Why are the re people so brutally frank about telling him all his faults ? Why can't they talk about someone else? They could, you know, talk about the Sophomores or Freshmen. Those classes are made up of persons who are totally unable to feel anything when people make vicious remarks. Again a Sen- ior is recognized as a creature with lofty and wonderful dignity. Why, oh why, won't people respect it? The Juniors, we are sorry to say, are still unac- quainted with dignity in any form. 15 -s