Robert F Munroe Day School - Reflections Yearbook (Quincy, FL)

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No Instructions Needed... Just Reach Out and Pick It Up! “Don’t forget to pick up your trash!” could be heard by the dai- ly lunch duty teacher almost eve- ryday. After highschool lunch time Snicker’s wrappers, Grand- ma’s cookie bags, loose Cheetos, and Coke pop tops could be seen in the grass, under tables, around the trashcan, and on top of the pay phone. From afar, one might think they were looking at some sort of abstract art collage. When Mrs. Johnson was on lunch duty, her fifth period class could always look forward to missing the first part of English picking up the “left over gar- bage”, if it was Mrs. Wooward’s day, “the stick” could be seen threatening anyone who looked guilty of discarding their trash in an inappropriate place. Careless students could spoil not only the look, but also the smell of the eating area. Rotten banana peels, brown apple cores, Threats of assigned sealing encourage Lance Johnson and others to set a good example, and save his freedom lo eal where he chooses. squished grapes, and curdled yogurt could stimulate even the stongest of stomachs to writhe in discomfort. Who wanted to pick up yucky gar- bage anyway? “It’s not my trash, I didn’t even sit there!” Some effort was put into try- ing to “clean up” the problem. Individuals were chosen by the teacher on duty to “be in charge of the area.” This never seemed to work, and Woodrow could still be seen picking up trash here and there. Tough teachers and harsh threats wouldn’t solve the problem, only the students had the power to do it. 216 Ads