Rainier Beach High School - Valhalla Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

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How They Did It - Student Transportation was it really worth the effort of getting out of the house with- out an assail- ment of cautions following? Was driving that important? Was the pressure of traffic really worth the hassle of driving to school? Was it worth hunting for a park- ing place at school? The answer was yesl Riding a school bus in high school was not a very dignified mode of transportation. The South-Shorians, the paper fights, the hard, uncomfortable seats, and the bus driver, all added in- sult to injury. What made things .5 at even worse was the fact that the day was scheduled around the bus- when to leave from the house and school. If the regular bus was missed, four options were usually avail- able, find a ride with someone who drove to school, call mom, take Metro, or wait for the activ- ity bus. Driving, for any hassles it may have had, was the mode of trans- portation that R.B. students pre- ferred. They did not have to put up with time tables or the bus ride home. Driving gave them inde- pendence and they were able to fend for themselves. is-.-.1 f i ' w X 6 Opening . new ,,. kit mi- 4 A scooter gets there quickly. Feet: convenient transportation. Jesse Jenkins prefers his skate- board, Sarah Leonard likes the car The ominous bus line up. The school bus. up close and per- sonal. Billy Hunter ponders life through a bus window F. Waldo and J. Taylor sit in the car waiting for the bell to ring. .Dwi -u----......,,.,, X We 0 I' W C ' -if 5 ,

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,x Q2 During a football game. the members of the band play in support of the team. Cheerleaders Naomi Ebira, Darcy Martin, Michelle Jocson, Stacey Hanson and Karri Castle try to motivate the crowd. lt' The A ti itie here are certain things that you have to exper- ience for yourself to truly appreciate. The cheers of a crowd . . . the rocking laughter of a group of people . . . all the noises of a party. And while recalling these times in words brings back fond memo- ries, there's an underlying feeling that this only tells part of the sto- ry. There's something irreplacea- ble about these things than can only be grasped by those who were there. That's what this year was all about, being there. Being at the dances, being at the football games, being involved in the school. lt was a year full of life and happenings, moments and memo- ries. lt was a year made up of unique events and wonderful times. There's really no other way to describe it other than You Had To Be There! At the football iamboree. juniors Rod Kuhn, Mark Bundy and Vernon Learned seem to be having a good time while they wait for the game to start. Opening 5

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E , law- 5m S53 A Day in the Life of a Bus Rider lt was 7:0l a.m., you were late and running up to the bus stop with your language project. To top it off the bus you thought you were going to miss was running late too. It was raining and cold and you were getting wet be- cause you left in such a hurry that you forgot to grab an umbrella. The bus finally came and you and your language project had to squeeze into a small, wet seat fthe window was left openj, next to a small wet sixth grader. At that point all you wanted to do was sleep. Your eyes opened when you heard a wad of papere whiz by your ear. The sixth grad- er next to you was the target of a full scale paper fight. And you were in the middle. The night- mare of riding a bus became even more real when the bus broke down. Cn the freeway. lt was 8:30 a.m., you were still wet, late and rushed to get to language to pre- sent your project before the end of the period. What a way to start a day. Throughout the day, you were running five minutes behind be- cause you hadn't had time to catch your breath once during the day. You began to look for- ward to the bus ride home - you'd be able to sleep on the bus. The bell rang at 2:l5, and by the time you reached the bus you were ready to collapse. Your eyes were really beginning to droop. The South-Shorians boarded the bus five minutes later, just as noisy as usual, but that didn't seem to bother you - at that point you could have slept through any- thing. No problem, right? SMACK!! Someone from behind hit you on the top of your head with their paperback novel. You woke up to find yourself sand- wiched between two sixth grad- ers, and in the middle of a major war . . . Opening 7