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§ni hhjudsL EiS MARION CURRAN Don ' t forget to be sensible — Remember the traffic rules — Stand when the Seniors enter the assembly. With these and many other such thoughts firmly imprinted on our minds we embarked upon our Junior Year — more often called The Awkward Stage — hence the above resolves to assist us in the struggle not to be ignorant. But we soon forgot these reso- lutions and life again resumed its regular cadence. Perhaps I shouldn ' t say regular for there had been some changes made. Ye Olde Liberty Bell no longer tolled at 1:30 — it was now 2:20. But this had its compensations: a couple of extra minutes added to that too short lunch period, and a 35-minute homeroom period right after lunch — to digest our food in? — Oh! no — to get our fifth and sixth period homework done in; to have a sectional in; and soon we found it very valuable in making plans for our Junior Party — which was one of the most enjoyable voyages of our career. Remember the little waves in Mac ' s voyage? Of course we had our foolish moments — fads and fancies — Frankie ' s fan club — bow ties, crooning and all — loud lumber jackets in vogue at our not too successful but thoroughly stimulating football games — they were our heroes, win or lose! — then matter-of-factly we adopted Garner ' s as our official hangout — soon we needed a rest as vacation (as it inevitably does) afforded the opportunity. With the New Year came Mr. Hayden, our present principal; Mr. Butler, Mr. Kelley, Mr. Sullivan, and Mr. Fisher, welcome additions to our faculty. Shortly after this our hearts were greatly saddened by the passing of our dear friend and principal, Mr. Thompson. Under his guidance we had learned to love and appreciate all that is good in life. Even though we were grieved by his departure we realized that life must continue as usual and he would have wanted it that way, so we proceeded to select our class rings — a tangible medium by which the class was tied together — then came our Junior Prom — one more link in our growing chain of success. We had our unsuccessful moments (chiefly in classes) for after guiding Caesar home, we were forced to help Cicero with his orations (could this be the reason so many Juniors greeted each other thus: Let ' s ' trot ' out onto the field ) — then there was the time one of our mad scientists pro- duced a minor explosion in the Chemistry lab — but every cloud has its silver lining and Ben Sykes was ours for with his election of Vice-President to the Eastern Massachusetts Association of Student Councils, we had one more ... to add to our laurels. I mustn ' t forget to mention our class officers — Edward Costello held the Presidency, Frank Cekovich was one step under him, Ginny Forrest did the clerical work, Joan Dwane and Skippy Gay counted the money, and Rena Venterosa and Ted Campisano represented us on the A. A. Council. Ah, yes! They all deserve a bow! Soon it was time for the little sisters and brothers to give their big sisters and brothers Class Day — a duty which we discharged creditably, and then they departed from the school, leaving us to reconcile ourselves to the fact that we were the oldest kids in the school. The ones that the Sophomores looked up awefully at and murmured Gee . . .
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Caesar on his all-too-many campaigns, writing those awful themes the night before the deadline, and most important getting to that football game, be it at home or on a far-away field. In no time Christ- mas had rolled around and it was vacation time. We returned from vacation with renewed vim and vigor and we promptly decided to have a play. For weeks we whipped down to 106 and read plays, dis- cussed parts, and finally, selected just the right play only to learn that there was no room for a Sophomore Play on the social calendar — but we were not dismayed and so we put our talents to work on a new project, the famous Tot. And when the day on which the pages of Tot circulated throughout the corridors of Norwood High finally came, everyone admitted that the Class of 1947 had scored another victory. Meanwhile life continued as usual — we still anticipated those assemblies that Rog had charge of, we hero-worshipped T. J., Tommy Curran and others (wonder how many of the female sex still worship members of ' 45?), assignments had to be done — and we had to pass that horrible marching test in Gym. Then before we knew it the Senior Prom was upon us — how happy we were when that bid finally came — we had such a grand time. The Prom spirit betook us and we attempted to have one of our own — but once more we were disappointed. At least no one can ever say we weren ' t the most enterprising Sophomore class ever to enter Norwood High! JhsL $M rL y a L
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