Pembroke High School - Pennamaquan Guide Yearbook (Pembroke, ME)

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THE VALUE OP NEWSPAPER HABITS Many younger people today do not take time to read the newspaper.- They should because they are future citizens of tomorrow. rTie world needs them and their knowledge. They should know what is going on in the world and where they live. In school they can take part in the conversations in their classes. ■ When they are out for social events, they can talk with anyone if they know about the subject. There aren’t many other dependable ways to learn about the world except by newspapers. These are usually found in every home. Why not make use of them? —Mary Small 56 THE NEED FOR PRESERVING THE WILDLIFE OF MAINE Some forms of wildlife in Maine are almost extinct and other forms are steadily decreasing. The carelessness and cruelty of the people are bringing about this problem. By carelessness, I mean the needless forest fires and setting traps when there isn't any need of it. By cruelty, I mean the men (and sometimes it’s the women, too) who go out anytime of the year an any place to hunt and kill these animals and leave them in the fields or wherever they’re killed. Some poor people somewhero in the world are starving to death for want of food. They could use this food. Some of these birds and animals help decrease the hazards of insects and harmful rodents. Don’t you want to helD Maine and its parks to have more and better wildlife! —Jane Flower 56 PREJUDICES The world is made up of many religions, nationalities, and races. Many people think that theirs is the only perfect one in the world. All of them have contributed something important to the world at one time or another' Maybe their skin is a different color and their features are different, but this does not mean they aren’t important. A person who insults another one’s religion or race is not being faithful or living by his own. One should mske friends with people in all groups; he may have some very interesting friendships. —Mary Small ’56

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ANOTHER YEAR ,V e. ?rm ebout to end, as the seniors march on to fame V.no is their future based upon? The record that they leave? Fow much have they accomplished in the months that now are gone? they deserve the grace of God to live and carry on? .ou many errors hove they mode? Kow often have they foiled? ..cv nuiierous the selfish v alls that they have never scaled? Let them be sorry for their mistakes and in their earthly strife. Let them implore Almighty God for one more year of life. And let them promise once again to live and carry on. That they may gain the glory of His great eternity. —Betty Barnes '£8 CHRISTMAS SHOPPING TiiCy have Christmas clubs in the banks that people can join and pay hi.00 a week until Christmas. You don't hove to worry about what youfc) going to buy all the children, relatives, and parents presents with, because you've saved some money. I wouldn t wait until the last minute when there's a lorre crowd of peopl. to fight your way through. I'd buy my presents the first of October or November when the prices aren't so high, r wouldn't buy everyone expensive presents that were useless but something people could use. People that live for away and were friends of mine, I would send a Christmas card with a handkerchief in it. Don t you think if Is ttfise to do your Christmas shopping early? --Joyce Annis 57 PEMBROKE There's a town down east I love. It's like that Paradies above, In the summer, Pembroke's fresh and green, A prettier place is never seen In autumn, all Mother Nature's colors appear, And later men come to hunt the deer. In winter, Pembroke's a fairyland of white Made beautiful by the snow so bright. Next comes spring, the best season of all. Its beauty in Pembroke awes big and small. So all the year through, please remember Pembroke's wonderful in May or December. —Sara Jo Crowley 56

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LIFE AUTUMN WOODS I rr.i the captain of my ship, r,m always at the wheel; I try to land in safety, And keep rn even keel, I am the master of my fate My path is guided now; E everything I've ever done, • hy it was done, and how. If I'm the captain of my ship, And master of my fate, Then will the good lord up above. Let me in the gate2 —James Rice '55 OUR FRVSHM N YEAR OF SCHOOL Through the woods in autumn, Listening to the breeze, Hoping for the . ight, Between the colored trees, Of a buck or doe, or even A partridge or a pheasant. Sometimes we are not lucky. But even than twas pleasant. Think of that tuck or doe. That partridge or pheasant, Remember thst they're still there. Living happily at present, Eut maybe the next time. Some sort of game. Will cross your line, —Charles Clarke 58 During this year of school. We have got a lot of work done. But also had some fun. We have passed our tests (We failed in a few' We will try to do Better our next year of school, --Norma Lund '58 PEMBROKE HIGH SCHOOL The The sun comes up in the morning, town is solemn and still; The pupils go up to the high school. Which stands upon the hill,. TO THE SENIORS Here's to the seniors of P,H,S. We all think you are lucky. And that you have done your best. When September 55 comes. The school won't seem the same, I©cause when the teacher calls, She won't be calling your name, For you will be at college Or perhaps at Notre Dame, —Barbara Putney 57 A WINTER NIGHT They greet their friends and teachers. They get their lessons done; Then comes time when school is out. And the long, long day is done. They have, of each day, many mem'ries. Some pleasant, some happy, some sad; Some dream of the new day tomorrow. Some dream of the old day they've had. This story should have a moral. So, perhaps, this one will do; No matter how much you hate learning, It isn’t the school, it's YOU. --James Rice 55 The winter night was cold; The moon on the show looked like pale gold. The boys with their sleds on the frozen ground. Sang songs of merriment as on their sleds abound. The moon and stars from their lofty height. Looked down on t he earth with great delight, God in heaven, as everyone knows. Loves to see children play in the snow. —Norma Lund 58