Rockport High School - Tatler Yearbook (Rockport, ME)

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28 THE TATLER Literary WILLIE, THE WANDERER, IN STUDY HALL Willie isn't his real name, but for the safety of everybody concerned, l'll call him that for my story. I've known Willie only a short time, but he has the same act from day to day. It could be any day of the Week, be- cause they're all the same to Willie. This is his second period which is in study hall. Things look pretty bad in study hall. Willie has tried so hard to get out of the room. He blotted ink from his pen all over his hands so he could get out of study hall. It's quarter to ten already and he was supposed to meet Midge at ten of ten. Mr. Indus- trious, the teacher, suggested he Wash his hands in the hall and the darn door was wide open. Back to the study hall. Something is burning! The study hall? Oh no, that's just Willie thinking. Let's see, maybe he could become thirsty, but that wouldn't Work for he was just in the hall. So Willie Hnally settles down with his English book. But what is this? Willie has no ink in his pen. I should have thought of that before, thinks Willie. He checks around to see if any ink can be found. None. Good, says Willie. He asks Mr. Industrious if he may go out to get some ink. Mr. Indus- trious shows Willie the ink in his desk and Willie looks sick. Well, back to English again. Grotesque? Well, What's that mean? Where's the dic- tionary? He asks Mr. Industrious one more question and his scheme must have worked by the look on Willie's face. But he didn't bother to notice the time. In one minute the period would be over. But just as Willie succeeded today, he might indeed fail tomorrow. Willie certainly interests me. How about you, study hall students? Joan Hewes, '56 GOING TO COLLEGE To raise the question whether or not one should go to college is much like questioning the advisability of one's doing much reading and think- ing. There are, for various reasons, many persons from whom only a minimum amount of mental activity can be expected, and a small educa- tion must satisfy them. But, ordinar- ily, anyone who finds it possible to go to college, or who has energy enough to make it possible, can profit greatly by going. In general, one vital condition of success in life is a knowledge of what people have thought, and done, in the past. A knowledge of the principal problems that have confronted them and the ways in which they have been solved. The college course is much better now than it was twenty-five years ago. At that time nearly all students were expected to take much the same course. But since that time, many new subjects have been introduced. The college that one chooses should depend very much upon its strength in the line of study that one expects mainly to pursue. Whatever college one attends, the courses that he se- lects after he arrives there should not be determined solely by their titles. Nor should one choose a col- lege because it is either large or small, but because there are certain persons of power there whom he wants and can have as his instructors.

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THE TATLER 27 Cheerleaders Top, A. Thorvaldsen, C. VVaters, L. Dow, Bottom, J. O'Donnell, L. Johnson, M. Lovejoy CHEERLEADERS OF '54 This year three new cheerleaders joined the group. They were Mary Lovejoy, Judy O'Donnell, and Cynthia Waters. The other three, Astrid Thorvaldsan, Lorraine Dow, and Linda Johnson were members of last yearis squad. Joan Norwood, when she wasn't busy with basketball, took the job of substitute when there was an absence. As new equipment we added a new uniform to our wardrobe, and six new megaphones which were purchased by the school's A. A. Each game brought its own tally of thrills and our peppy little group anxiously drew the support from the spectators. We took the trip to Lewis- ton this season with the Region 1, Class S Champs fboysj They didn't go as far as we had hoped, but we are looking forward to next year's teams which will have the opportunities to build themselves into fast, clean-cut, winning squads. We'll be yelling!! Linda Johnson, '56

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If you are thinking of going to col- lege, confer with the principal of your high school and he can probably give you some good advice in regards to going to college. Deanne Arthur, '55 HOW T0 CONDUCT ONESELF AT A CONCERT Are you embarrassed at a concert? You don't know what to do and how to act? Do you get bored? Well, here are a few suggestions to remedy such situations. At a concert one should act very dignified, attentive, and be generous with applause. For example, when entering one should run ahead of the usher, grabbing the best seats avail- able. If the seats are reserved, it is unnecessary to rush so. Just take your time and gape at the people on the way down the aisle. When waiting for a concert to be- gin, one should turn around and talk to an acquaintance a few rows back. This furnishes a time filler for the people in between as well as the par- ties gabbing. One thing a person should never forget when attending a concert is his gum. It is a good idea to wear shoes with taps also, as the perform- er will appreciate someone keeping time for him, with either taps or gum- snaps. One warning, though, a per- son with bad rhythm should refrain from these as it is very annoying to have someone snapping or tapping off beat. I If a person enjoys the performer, xt is good taste for him to 'jump up and down yelling and screaming loud- ly. The performer is grateful for an appreciative audience. If a person does a piece which is familiar to the audience, they should joinuin wholeheartedly, humming and singing. After a concert it is a good habit to go back stage and congratulate the performer. A fitting remark would be THE TATLER 29 Nice job, old boy! or something similar. If a person remembers these points, I'm sure he'll enjoy himself and never again be bored at any con- cert he attends. Joan Norwood, '56 STRIPED DEATH My job was to hunt down man-eat- ing tigers. I had just finished an ex- pedition down in Brazil, and had gone to Burma, India, where a mes- sage came to me saying that villages in Burma had been struck by Striped Death, which I soon found out was the tiger. Three years ago was my first contact with tigers, so I knew I had a tough job before me. Let me give you some detailed des- cription of this cat. He's the largest of the cat family with a coat of beau- tiful tawny yellow and with black stripes running at right angles with the body lines. His weight is approxi- mately five hundred pounds and his length is about eleven feet from the tip of his tail to his nose. When I arrived in Burma I found a man waiting for me. He told me he was my guide. His name was Watusi, the largest of the tribesmen. He stood eight feet tall and was coal black with rippling muscles, and ivory white teeth. He told me three people had been killed in three days. Watusi led me to one of the vil- lages which had been struck. In a few minutes the natives had set my tent up and put my equipment away. The equipment, I might add, was cameras, nets, guns, and food sup- plies. The next morning I had just crawled out of the sack when I saw a mongoose, a small brown animal about a foot long, fighting a deadly cobra snake. I watched them fight for fifteen minutes or more. With lightn- ing speed the mongoose would run to the snake and bite his tail about the time the cobra would strike, but the