Norwell High School - Shipbuilder Yearbook (Norwell, MA)

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THE SHIPBUILDER GIRLS' BASKETBALL SQUAD Back row: S. Howes, Assistant Managcrg H, Torrey, Managerg S. Gauloy. M. Osbornc. A. Fonock, S. Snimcock, D. Ccllini, L. West. C. Newcomb, Score Kcepor. Front Row: M. Bc-nnott, A. Grigsby, S. Hcndcrson, C. Cummings. B. Hundcrson, Captain, E. Jackson, A. Higgins, F. Thomas, D. Hall. GIRLS' BASKETBALL The girls fm-l that progrcss has bt-on matic in tht-ir effort to play basketball, cvcn though our season's scliodtllc shows only thruv succt-ssful gamus. Mrs. Farnscworth, from Braintrcc, was our coach. Sho has givon us sonic fine training and wc fool that anothcr season will show bcttcr rcsults. Tho squad is losing only onc mombvr in Juno. Dorothy Hall. Tho Varsity tcain Q-onsistt-tl of B. Ht-ndt-rson, Captain. K. Cummings, E. Jackson, A. Grigsby. A. Higgins, F. Thomas, S. llundcrson. S. Gault-y, and D. Hall. fou rtccrz

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sTHE SHIPBUILDER BOYS' BASKETBALL SQUAD Back Row: C. Jones, Manager, R. Joseph, L. Leonard, E. Goldman. E. Wyman, R. White, J. Cann. Front Row: Mr. William Dunbar, Coaehg E, Baldwin, H. Walters, W. Jaekman. Capt.. D. Norris, W. Ekstrom, R. Westman. BOYS' BASKETBALL The basketball season was very disappointing to the boy's first team beeause they were unfortunate enough to lose all their league games. Several games were lost. but only on or two points, so we don't feel the team was as poor as the seores might indicate. The team was new, not having a single player left from last year. We know that next year the N. H. S. basketball team will be on a par with the best. The second team of the boys squad made a better showing, having won three games. The League Championship was won by Hanover High School. Our thanks go to Mr. Dunbar. our eoaeh, for his earnest effort on our part. We were sorry we eouldn't do a better job for him. DE WOES OF DA SENIORS Dis a mornin as we starta to get on a de bus, Mac-Farlane was driving. we maka de fuss. Oh! how a we misa our driva, de Bill, Whosa home siek and a takin da pill. He driva in de yard and stoppa wid jerk. Up a de uder end, to maka more work. He opa de door. we alla pile out, MacFarlane he looks wid kinda a pout. We crawl up a de stairs and throw our books in And dar dey will stay till sehoola begins. The bella she rings wid a mournaful sound, We turna around and no elassa we found. We get in de corridors, de monitors de yal, And we say 'You no like, go a to hal. De next mornin we no heara de bell. De monitors yell and den dey tell. And den that 2:25 bella she bong. An a'ready halfa de elass is a gone. We raea to de loeka. wid a leap and a bound, Halfa de elothes a lost and not found. Den on dat old red bus a we dash. Packed in dar tight and slightly squashed. Doe our feet de a ache, and we whaeka da dome, We don't a eare cause were going an home. LOUISE DesJARDINS '46 BETTY SNOWDALE '46 thirteen

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THE SHIPBUILDER BACK HOME FOR KEEPS When out of the battle the soldier comes, From the bugle blare and the roll of drums, Don't think for a minute that he isn't glad, To be home with his sweetheart, his Mom and Dad, He's been gone for many long years, But he doesn't want sympathy or tears, All he wants is to see everyone, And a chance to have a little fun. No more fear of being killed, All his dreams have been fulfilled. No more tanks and no more jeeps, He's a civilian now, back home for keeps. HELEN TORREY '46 Roses Blooming brightly Beside the garden wall Fill the air with fragrant perfume Sweetly. FRANCES MacFARLANE '49 THE STORM The wind whistled through the eavcsg and It whirled light objects about with ease. The skies were dark, but they gave no warning, Of the coming disaster which would strike in the morning. The bridge washed out and the river swelled, All was desolation where people once dwelled. A man remembers this kind of storm, That strikes quickly and does not warn. DONALD MURRAY '49 A GIFT OF LOVE Love is what I have to bring, A Godly, yet, a human need. Life without love, that's not to live. Ah! mine is quite a gift indeed. GLADYS E. LEE '49 These be Three lovely things: The summer rain .... the rose With blushing petal .... a small child At play. RUTH CHIPMAN '49 FRIENDSHIP Life is sweet just because of the friends we have made, And the things in common we share. We want to live on, not because of ourselves, But because of the people who care. It's giving and doing for someone else, On these life's splendor depends, And the joy of this world when you've summed it all up, Is found in the making of friends. SHIRLEY HOWES '46 WINTER VACATION When school lets out in winter, you know, We eagerly greet the ice and snow. For there we find our greatest sport, And vacation week is all too short. First skiis on snow, then skates on ice, And the roaring fire that feels so nice For the weather is cold and the winds do blow, But no one cares - we love the snow. We get very tired and sleep so well, But are quick to answer the very first yell Of friends who come to the window and door, To call us out for sports once more. But it's not all sport, there's work to be done. Such as shoveling to do, and errands to run. The first thing we know our week is o'er, Then back to school we go once more. KENNETH TORREY, '49 KEEP CHEERING SOMEONE ON Don't mind about your triumphs, Don't worry over fame, Don't fret about succeeding, Let the future guard you name. All the best in life's the simplest, Love will last when wealth is gone, Just be glad that you are living, And keep cheering someone on. MARILYN LAMBERT '46 WAITING AT THE WINDOW These are my two drops of rain Waiting on the window pane. Both of them have different names, One is John and one is James. James has just begun to ooze, He's the one I hope will lose. John is waiting to begin, He's the one I Want to win. James is going slowly ong Something seems to stick to John. John is rushing down the pane, James is going slow again. James has met a bit of smear, John is getting very near. Is he going fast enough? CJames has found a piece of fluff.J John has hurried quickly by. CJames is talking to a fly.J John is there. Oh, John has won! Look! I told you! Here's the sun! JEAN HANSON, Grade 8 fifteen