Oxford Area High School - Kernel Yearbook (Oxford, PA)

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May, 192 7 THE KERNEL F a € o 1 (t y We wouldn’t want you to forget the faculty of the O. H. S. while you are finding out about the students of the O. H. S., so we have decided to let you know just who they are and what they are doing. If all the rumors we hear around school are true, Mr. McMullen still heads the list of the favorite teachers of the Senior class. Perhaps this is true because of his wonderful supply of good nature; maybe it is the cheerful influence of that nifty new office down- stairs; or it might be that the Seniors are a pretty agreeable crowd them- selves—anyway, its something. When it comes to having the right idea about teaching Chemistry, Physics and Biology, Mr. Lieb gets our unani- mous vote. There’s no bluff about the way he puts over a Physics lesson —and unless we are very much mis- taken he knows pretty well when there’s bluff about the ' way we put over a Physics lesson. We all got a big scare a little while ago when we heard that Mr. Miller wasn’t to come back to Oxford next year, and we felt much better upon learning that he is to be with us again. There isn’t a better Math teacher in all Chester county; there isn’t another one who makes his classes so interesting; and there couldn’t be one who loves originals better than Mr. Miller. Coaching the boys in athletics, the Freshmen in Civics, the Juniors in History, and warning everyone in gen- eral not to“be Freshmen all your lives” seem to be Mr. Schmidt’s strong points —at least they are the ones we know about! Besides this we might add that he has a plenteous supply of wise cracks—one to suit every occasion. What’s this? ! ! ! More rumpus in Spanish room ? Yes, and oh gracious, girls, its that awful mouse in Miss Ev- eritt’s scrap-basket that’s causing all the trouble. If that mouse doesn’t stop bothering us, we shall be obliged to get some strong man to attend to it for us. Here’s an idea. They might send us down a man from Bucknell College—and maybe Miss Everitt could suggest the name of such a per- son. We wonder! Miss Koch likes English, and we all like English, too. Miss Koch likes us (we think she does) and we all like Miss Koch. Miss Koch likes hard work, and we all like hard—oh no, we don’t! What Miss Koch knows about debates and book reports and themes would more than fill a book, and what we know about debates and book re- ports and themes will fill a book, too —when Miss Koch is through with us. One—two—three—four! One— two—three—four! No, this is not the first grade learning to count, its Miss Silver’s gym class going through its exercises. Besides knowing all the ins and outs of gym teaching, Miss Sil- ver sure can coach hockey and basket- ball. If you don’t believe it ask the girl’s teams. They’ll tell you. Ray, Silver! Up from the South at break of day, or to be more exact, at about 9.55, comes a speedy Dodge car with Mr. Weaver at the wheel. We know that Nottingham teach- ers are being appreciated in Oxford??? Miss Landis is coming. Are we all ready for a Glee-ful time? She can make us sing whether we want to or not and we generally want to, whether anybody else wants us to or not. Almost any hour in the day strains of sweet music can be heard, whether it is the fourth-graders singing do, re, mi, or the High School boys trying to harmonize “In a Little Spanish Town.” Click, click, click-—echoes of Miss Brab- son’s speedy typists, hard at work in the commercial department. Miss Brabson has taught business for a couple of years now and we certainly would miss her if she were to leave us. But you can never tell what might happen! (?) We never could enjoy life without its artistic side and Mr. Kuhns, ably assisted by the freshmen—we mean the Senior drawing—class, has been working wonders in crayons and paints. “Rawther intr'st- ing,” isn't it? M. A. R. '28. 6