Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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OU WRITING AN ESSAY Harriet Johnson, '40 At the end of one English class your dear teacher said, nNow the literary committee would like some literatureg so to- morrow you will all write an essay.N That night, after the dishes were done the first thing you did was get a pile of paper,sharpen a pencil,and fill your pen. at down and pondered over all the possible subjects a few more which would be very interesting, but not or Nfhe Hilltoi.N Then you s and quite suitable f Then thought, since you had a good start,it would be all right, you to turn on the radio. After writing the title, while waiting for an inspiration you started beating with your pen in time to Artie Shaw. Your pen spattered ink all over your papen so you had to start again. This time you got along quite well considering that the telephone rang twice and Bob Burns was playing his bazooka. You struggled along as fast as possible because the head of the house said it was getting late and you wouldn't want to get up tomorrow morning. nYes, after I hear the news.n Then you started scribbling furiously and honed the teacher would feel in a deciphering mood the next morning. Then just as the announcer started counting the number of Russians the Finns had extinguished, you folded your paper and sighed as you signed your name on the outside. Remember? WANDERINGS Robert Newbury, '40 What a feeling of relief it is to forget all the worries of the day at home or school and go into the woods for a walk. The old familiar trails and cross cuts of the woods seem re- freshing and new compared to the bustle-bustle, hurry-scurry of everyday life today. The silence and serenity of the woods scenes seem to make one forget his cares. Many times I have gone for a walk after dinner and not returned until nearly dark. What have I been doing all that time? To my mind the piness away from the world. The animals bramble patch, perha' N f The answer is Hwandering, just wandering? happy woodfolk are an example of pure hap- noise and troubles of a modern aggressive are kings of all they survey, perhaps a s a hollow tree. Are they happy? I think

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the answer is WYes.N I believe that an afternoon spent in the woods can serve as the greatest way tc forget and yet secure the answer to a great many problems. Many are the shady nooks in the woods where one could remain to study the life of the woods. Souir- rels run this way and that, clattering and chattering among themselves. Small birds fly back and forth from bush to bush, looking you over and sizing you up. A rabbit pokes his head over a pile of brush and jumps away startled, only to return a moment later to take another look at the figure under the pine. The quietness of it all seems to soothe all the little things of life that bother us. When I return home a great feeling of refreshment is with me and alike a feeling of hunger, which leads me to the pantry post haste. The next time things seem to be going wrong join me some- where in my wanderings. HOW I FEEL WHEN MY REPORT IS WORS3 THAN EXPECTED Arthur Reid, '41 At thc end of the ranking period there is a great deal of excitement,both at home and in school when Mr. Arnold gives out the rank cards. Now, when my card is better than expected, I gladly throw it on the table for inspection. Dut, if this is not the case, I hold off until I have made a successful plan of attack. Also, I create a great deal of suspense by telling my mother I have an A on my report card. This trick will remain good as long as Arthur is spelled with an A. Upon looking at my last report card, my mother decided I must be a C.G.C. boy, but after a more careful examination she concluded I was an agent for F and F cough drops. Wow, when she asks why there are no A's a good excuse must be rendered at once. For instance, the Supreme Court declared the three A's unconstitutional, and if you can't have three why bother with one? Such excuses as those will bring amazing results. THE PEN Arthur Coolidge, '40 Pens are the transporters of men's thoughts to paper as well as the fate of many a man. There are large pens as well as small pens, and fountain as well as cuillsg but they all have the same power either in the hand of the rich or in the hand of the poor. The pen is used for practically all illegal as well