Plymouth State University - Conning Tower Yearbook (Plymouth, NH)

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Freshmen First row: I. Berg, A. Cryan, S. Grindlc, B. Varney, A. Harrigan, E. Jackson, R. Morgen, M. Gould. Second row: C. Davis, D. Ycaton, V. Matilla, M. Collison, B. Tobin, J. Lord, B. Stoncsifer, E. Frazer. Third row: M. Thompson, R. Hood, P. Farnsworth, N. Delany, S. Stover, E. Sinclair, A. Lane, M. Randall. Fourth row: R. Hennessey, D. Fissette, E. Berry, S. Dyson, E. Randall, E. Pushcc. Commuters First row: D. Yeaton, P. Belyea, B. Gove, I. Berg, N. Thompson. Second row: B. Pattee, D. Kenniston, D. Libbey, L. Yeaton. V. Deachman, I. Colby. Third row: E. Houston, W. Turmellc, E. Berry, E. Sanborn, L. Gray.

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Orford High School When we were told Orford, N. H. was to be our home from September to February, we consulted the atlas and found said place to be thirty miles west of Plymouth. The time comes for every senior at teachers college to assume the role of a teacher. Here was our turn at last! After fifteen years of sitting behind desks, we were now going to be in front of them. Upon arriving in Orford we found it to be an unusually picturesque place with an interesting historic background. The school was located on the Ridge”, the section of the town where the well-to-do residents of Orford live. At the end of the first school day we felt like veterans in the teaching profession. We completed twenty-one weeks of practice teaching and never found a dull moment. Of course, there were times when we thought we had chosen the most tiring profession of them all; but Miss Twitchell, our critic, guided us over these trying times with her unlimited patience and understanding. She gained our respect and admiration just as she has that of all Orford’s students. To the future cadet teachers of Orford we leave our fond memories. Ff.rnande Stanford Catherine Stulb Dalton It came at last, the day we’d been awaiting with mingled anticipation and dread these past three years. ‘‘Miss Bolton, you will be in charge of the Junior High; Miss Dubcau, the Senior High. Be down at school by eight fifteen.” “It’s here,” wc thought warily. As we look back to those first few days, it hardly seems possible that we have nearly completed our training at Dalton, for the time has gone rapidly. “Wc live in the Grange Hall and teach in the Town Hall, but we have fun,” said Miss Taylor. Now wc know how very true that statement is. Of course, most of our interest is centered about the high school, with its cooperative student body, and the innumerable unit and lesson plans which fill our evenings. However, training is not entirely hard work. Among the social activities in our program were: weekly trips to Littleton, Grange, whist parties, suppers, hikes, and the occasional trips to Lancaster. Then there arc all the little things we want to remember, such as: the time the water froze; the hike (or was it ride?) to Lovers’ Leap; the weenie roast on Kelly’s knoll; the snow storm; and so on, endlessly. Now that our training is nearly over, wc realize how much Miss Taylor has helped us with the problems facing the new teacher, in ironing out all the difficulties which seem so prevalent at first. And last, but not least, mention must be made of the wonderful community spirit. Truly, training at Dalton is an experience all its own and one which never will be forgotten. Jean Bolton Patricia Dubkau 26