Norwell High School - Shipbuilder Yearbook (Norwell, MA)

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SEVENTH GHHDE 4 First Row- Shedden White, Lois Brown, Frank Colombo, Caroll Farnsworth, Samuel Sylvester, William Murphy, Jean Joseph, Miss Barteaug Second Row- Clifford Hanson, Ann Wilson, Fay Cavanagh, Judith Adams, Camilla Cranton, Rita Leavitt, Ruth Curtis, Hilda Panall, Prescott Crowellg Third Row- Paul Burnside, Summer Bennett, Lee McKenney, Lyn Savage, Donald Scothorne, Dana McKenny, Paul Robinson. OUR LAND of. First comes our We have a land to be proud good, hardworking, and honest. the check home faithfully every trained teachers, colleges, and ment is constantly taking place. Next comes the general outline, farms with great tower- ing silos and bountiful harvests of golden corn and wheat, the placid pools in quiet parks, and the Stars and Stripes flying freely overhead. And, as long as Old Glory waves, our America will be the land of the free and the home of the brave. I 4 S U evo 0 iI!'39' if I ff lyk N 0 A, pxgxqasks, I 'i s ' o' If i'. 1 No It No It No one may one may one population. Most of the people are support of their families and bring education with its free schools, nothing is yet perfect but improve- Fathers work for the pay day. Then comes scholarships. True, Judy Adams NO ONE KNOWS knows what she will find in a lady's pocketbook. be thumbtacks, papers, or even a fish hook. knows when she looks in it what she will find. be lipstick, hair pins, or perfume of some kind. knows, that's very true, But this perhaps is funny. With all the things we've named above, You seldom will find money. Camilla Cranton is

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EIGHTH sannf First Row- Phyllis Wright, Erma MacDougall, Donald Kelly, Diane DesJardins, David Merritt, Preston Ripley, Patricia Wright, Miss Farrarg Second Row- Walter Hall, Dorothy Howes, Carol McCarthy, Pauline Andrews, Diane Hall, Florence Lomax, Eileen Shindler, June 0 Mesheau, Edward Cum ingsg Third Row- Hugh Jones, Richard Wiley, Kenneth Ekstrom, Roy Baldwin, Robert Gardner, Richard Seely, John Q Q?.3 o Cashman. LEARNING TO SKATE Several years ago I was watching graceful figures glide easily over the glassy surface of a pond. There and then I decided, 'This is the sport for me, safe, easy on the muscles.W Then I made the fatal mistake: I bought a pair of ice skates. The next day I summoned courage and decided to try them. Approaching the ice carefully, I took a tentative step outward. Bang! I went down for a count. nHmmm, something wrong here,n I muttered to myself. nPretend you're waltzingg it's easy,n called one of those nearby misleading souls to me. I got up and started off. 'La, da, dag la, da, da, say this is easy, but wait, my feet are going far- ther and farther apart.n Bumpg Sitting lightly on my sacroileac in the middle of the pond I thought, nNot quite as easy as I had expected. Maybe I'd better try a new method.n I got up. Bump! oh, oh, oh! HI guess I'd better call a short recess,' was my next thought, nsay ten or twenty yearsln But have you ever tried to get off the middle of a pond on ice skates? That small expance of ice seemed to grow and grow until it made the Atlantic Ocean look like a mud puddle. nOh well, here goes,n I crawled, I slithered, I squirmed. I was soaked to the skin: it seems ice is a lot wetter than it locks. Ten yards to land,--dry, unslippery land. A short spurt should do it. But no, nHe1pu Splash! nOh well, does anybody want to but a pair of ice skates?n Preston Ripley Grade 8 15

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