Oxford High School - Yellow Jacket Yearbook (Oxford, AL)

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]B ista nr of the leniar Class The faculty had gathered at the front door of the Calhoun County High School, on September the 4th. 1919. They were talking of what a fine school they were going to have under their care that year. Professor S. B. Gibson, the kind and help- ful principal, was taking a leading part in the conversation. Just about twenty minutes before the time for school to open, one of the teach- ers, Miss Sealy, saw a bunch of girls and boys coming up the hill which leads to the front of the building. These had never been seen at this school and she knew that we were to be Freshmen. She counted us and found that we were thirty-six in num- ber. Prof. Gibson came to the door and showed us the way into a room, which he ttold us would be ours for the next nine months. We began to look about us to see how we would like our new school room- We also made ourselves known to the students near by us. We wandered about aimlessly; not knowing how to conduct ourselves. This strange and unfamiliar feeling passed away and the boys began to throw- chalk and erasers across the room. Miss Sealy could not get to us then to see what valuable time we were losing. Some of the pupils decided the first few weeks that they did not want to study Latin. The Latin class was large at first but began to diminish. There are other subjects that caused the pupils a great deal of trouble. They made up their minds to finish the courses that they had started, and began to do their best work. The next fall on September 6th, our little bunch, thirty-seven in number, gath- ered back at C. C. H. S. to try the second year of high school work We had lost some of the members of our class, but this loss was replaced by William Rhodes Harris, Ray Carmichael, Charles Glenn, Vista Hughes, Theodore Medaris, Irene Hartley, Hazel Keltner, Harry Ray and Lena Wilson. Our troubles and tribulations this year were many. If anyone got “bawled out” it was one of us. Several members of the class grew discouraged and withdrew. Some became angry with the teachers for making them work; others thought that they had learned all that there was for them to learn. This was the year that we had so many bad thoughts about algebra. Therefore only a few of us received credit for the subject. We went on through these nine months struggling for existence. We were each one scared bad enough to run- Each one was afraid that he or she would have to stay in the room the next year. Some of us did fail, but the majority of us w intered through safely. On the 6th of September, 1921, we assembled in Prof. Graves’ room, as jolly as could be. We were proud in our heart to know that we were Juniors. We were glad also to have with us this year Pearl Wigley, Bob Hanna, Hannon Grogan and others. These new members seemed to give to the class a new spirit. Each one began to work out his or her proposition in Geometry with fear. We were selfish this year as far as society was concerned. We organized the

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WILLIAM RHODES HARRIS—“Bill. Member of Ad. Committee. Member of Junior Literary Society. Sport Editor Annual Staff. Large is his bounty, and his soul sincere. MARY ROBERTS ORDWAY—“Bobby.” Entered '22. Member of Ad. Committee. Pure and true and tender My love must be. Pretty, tall and slender My love must be.

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 Junior Literary Society. Prof. Graves was so kind as to give us a period once a week for our literary work. We had presented to us readings, debates, and lives and works of the great men of literature. On May the 13th, 1922, we left the Junior room never to return for work- September 6th, 1922, found a very light-hearted set of Seniors gathered looking for the good thing that this year was to bring forth. We were all anxious to scrutin- ize the record to find out what there was in the way to keep us from graduating. Most of us found that we were on the safe side, but there were a few who were dis- appointed. This last year was spent in hard work. We began to do all that was in our power to publish an annual. We were obliged to do some talking to get the money. We also began to think of the night w’hen we would get our diplomas, which pre- pared us to go out into the “Wide, wide world.” Let us not forget the many happy and cheerful days spent at the old C. C. H. S.