Searsport High School - Windjammer Yearbook (Searsport, ME)

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Next we look at the height of the car. It is all of four feet high which makes it better to drive and also comes in handy when you want to go under trailer trucks at inter- sections. Next. we find the beautiful, protruding, razor-sharp fins which are excellent for slicing your way through pedestrians that happen across the street. This is also a good feature for owners. Sometimes children will come along and put their hands on your newly waxed and polished car, but after they have lost five or six fingers on the fins they learn to keep their hands off. These are very beautiful cars with small motors of only 300 horsepower or more. These are very good motors that will make the car, with the help of the driver, pass anything on the road but a gas station. The prices on these cars are so low that a person who only makes 310,000 a year can own one of these 56,000 beauties. The price is so low because of the wonderful metal they put into them. You can almost push your linger through the side, but this is very good because you save on insurance. If you -do hit another car, it won't do any damage to it. I have summed up these wonderful swept- wing beauties, so go down to your dealer's and buy one today. MAURICE DAY '60 MODERN DANCING It was Saturday night again and I went over to my friend's house and later we went to the dance at the Green Goose. I like to watch good dancers and occasionally I par- ticipate in a waltz and a fast fox-trot, but I never could quite catch on to that rock and roll. lt surely looks like fun. It is so graceful and fast, as t.hey throw each other from their arms, sometimes as high as five or six feet into the air. Of course, you do not have to worry about get- ting hurt from falling if you are limber enough. Beginners and older folks can wear special' padding over their clothes, which they can usually get at the door. The knee pads are twenty-five cents and the seats are fifty cents. If you know this dance well enough you really do not need the padding. However, just in case, the own- er has a special ambulance which can rush -anyone to the hospital if he breaks any bones. That is, if yo.u are covered by the Modern Dance Insurance Company that can be taken out at the door. It costs more for older ones to get the insurance than the ones under twenty-one. In most places if you are over twenty-one the insurance is required. Rock and Roll is about the best exercise you can get and have entertainment too, unless you want to run about four miles every day. So if you are still staying home and en- joying yourself, keep up with the modern times, live dangerously for a while and go out and rock and roll. It's about the best entertainment that I know of. EARL NICKERSON '60 DESCRIPTION OF A SCENE By Owen Smith '61 The place is the capital city of Bolshivik, a small principal city in Eastern Europe. The time is the early part of 1795. A revo- lution between the King and people has re- cently broken out with the peop1e's over- throwing their dreade-d, hated ruler. Now, as a result, justice is being carried out. The market square is a havoc of shouting, cheer- ing people. In the center of the square is a scaffold upon which are t.wo guillotines. For the last two days the beheading of the royal family has been going on. There is d-ead silence as the blade falls with a gruesome swish, then a dull thud as its sharp edge sends a head from its body, then a loud shout and cheer from the blood-thirsty mob as they watch the crown prince's head roll neatly across the scaffold floor. At that mo- ment there is a switch to cries of scorn as the ex-king and queen are led up to the scaf- fold. Young boys and girls poke at them with sticks, grown men and women throw garbage and shout curses at them. There is a deep silence as the executioner prepares their necks for execution. The crowd stares eagerly at the blade-down to the victims' necks and back to the blades. The execu- tioner pulls the releases and down plummet the blades with a lightning swish. The silence is broken by a dull thud, and off go the heads. The crowd goes wild. One man grabs the heads and runs them up a flag pole for everyone to see. This at last is justice, or is it?

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HIGH SCHOOL LITERATURE DRAMA At this time of year, after midyear's are over and everyone has received either the good or the blad news, almost everyone, espe- cially high school students who are interested in drama, turn their interests to the pre- paring of the one-act. plays which will repre- sent their school in various contests, state and local. Whether -a play is to be entered in a state or local contest or put on simply for enter- tainment, it takes much work by both the cast and the director to produce it as it is meant to be produced. It also depends upon which degree of drama the play falls in. Maybe we should first find out what best defines drama itself. Drama is a form of expression which depends largely upon com- munication from the author or playwright to an audience through the actors and actresses. Drama generally takes the form o-f a theatre performance. But it can easily be transferred to the motion picture screen, to the radio through broadcasting, to a home television, or to a printed page. A drama is a story told in such a way that it must be acted out by living players to obtain its full effect. It is the most sophisti- cated and the most simple way of recording human endeavor or efforts. Its purpose is both to entertain and to instr.uct. The drama is said to have been brought into existence by the priests and poets of the ancient world. Since its beginning it has had an important social function and influence. Many things have changed because of the implications of the drama. As I said before, the tasks of putting on a pl-ay also depend upon the degree of drama in which the particular play falls. There are two main types of drama: t.ragedy and comedy. Tragedy was the ea.rliest form of drama. It showed the gods and the heroes in a series of unhappy events, usually ending in dis- aster. It can be as classic and scholarly as a person cares to make it. Comedy is a play which refiects life and humanity either humorously or seriously, but which end-s without disaster or death. It may be what is called high comedy, which has a fine characterization and witty dialogueg or it may be low comedy, which uses absurd situations and characters from low life. There is also farce which is the kind of comedy which draws its humor from impos- sible situations and ridiculous characters. Then there is also satire which was de- veloped early along with the tragedy and comedy. It is usually either a happy or a bit- ter comment on life. As you can see by the many things in- volved in the simple word drama, one must work hard to portray the type of character that is to be portrayed. Also one has to be able to set oneself in the mood of the play and also the type of drama it is. Drama is the expression of some particu- lar thing and thus it must be expressed in its own special way in order to convey its meaning to the audience. BONITA MURRAY '60 THE WATERFRONT KILL The scene takes place on a lonely deserted waterfront on the Blood Vein Sea. A man slowly walks along the rundown wharf. The man has on a gray raincoat with the collar turned up. His felt hat is turned down cov- ering most of his face. The man stops fre- quently, looking back to see if anyone is fol- lowing him. It was dreary as a heavy fog was quickly settling over the bay. A slight drizzle of rain was falling. Fog horns of the nearby boats were blowing, sending a chill up the man's back. If you were close enough you could hear the man saying to himself, She forced me to do itg she forced me to do it. Then the man suddenly stopped and opened a door leading into a dark building, and then turned on a light. He reached into his pocket and drew out a large knife to clean the fish which his wife had sent him down to clean. JAMES ENGSTROM '61 THE 1959 CARS I love the style of the new 1959 cars, espe- cially the General Motors products, which include Chevrolet, Pontiac, Oldsmobile, Buick, Cadillac, and a few sports cars. All these cars have the new swept-wing look, which makes a person fall completely in love with them at first sight. I'll start with the front of the car and work to the rear. First., a person will notice the four head- lights which are a very good safety feature. If, at night, the driver forgets to dim his lights he may find he has either blinded the other driver or made him think there were two cars coming side by side. The safety feature is that a person can see further at night.

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OF ALL SAD WORDS She kissed him goodby and stepped into the cold darkness. He closed the door behind her and went into the living room of his apartment. Glancing at the clock on the mantel piece, he picked up the phone. He dialed a number and, after a few seconds, spoke into the phone, Bill, she just left me. If you hurry you can reach her just as she gets to the corner of High and Main. He laid the telephone down and went to his favorite chair. He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. He spied the bottle of bourbon on the table and with nervous hands poured- himself a drink. The strong, cold bourbon settled him somewhat. The clock, sitting on the man- tel piece, ticked loudly in his ears. In order to settle himself he took another drink. All types of thoughts were running through his mind. Sally, his wife, walking to the liquor store, would soon reach the corner of High and Main streets. He could' see the huge black sedan, driven by Bill Carter, come speeding around the corner. He heard her scream and saw the car smash into her body and crush it to a hopeless mass. Her face, in the stare of death, looked up at him, and accusing him, laughed in a horrible way. The loud ring of the telephone brought his senses back. He stood facing the phone in a state of horror. He picked it up and put the receiver to his ear. The voice of Bill Carter stabbed his brain. It's done, said the voice, I hit her dead center. He didn't answer for a moment because his mind was still playing tricks on him. He thanked- Bill and hung up. He poured himself another drink and swallowed it with difficulty. Nausea started to come over him and his mind played more tricks on him. I killed her just as sure as I am standing here! The words came out of his mouth like steel coming out of a furnace. He lit -another cigarette and, blowing the thick, gray smoke out through his nose, walked toward the door. He moved out into the cold darkness and sat down on the steps which led to his apartment. He counted the cars as they went by, trying to forget Sally. He could still see her face, covered with the marks of a tire, staring at him accusing him of murder. His eyes, playing tricks on him, followed the never ending stream of cars as they moved toward thc center ol' town. llf: took one large drag from his cigarette and snapped it into the street. Getting up and walking into the house, he said, Why haven't. the police arrived? They should have been here ten minutes ago. Trying to settle his nerves was no easy matter. He tried reading a book and then playing solitaire, but with little success. Finally he dozed off. In his sleep he could hear Sally's voice, call- ing out to him. I loved you Joeg I loved you very much, but you killed me, Joeg you killed me. He woke up screaming. The cold sweat was running down into his eyes. I can't live without her, I just can'tl He shouted out these words as he ran toward the bathroom. He stumbled and fell on his face. Getting to his feet was no easy matter be- cause his head was swimming. He opened the medicine cabinet with nervous fingers. He spied the bottle of sleeping pills sit.ting there in the cabinet. He opened them and took five, and then five more and washed them down with a glass of water. He lifted the bottle up to his lips and filled his mout.h full of the little white pills and again washed them down. He walked slowly into the living room and lay down on the couch. The sweat was pour- ing o.ut all over his body. His heart felt as Skit were trying to break loose from his ,y. He heard a noise in the hall and then a voice. It was Sally's voice. He could see her moving toward him and he felt her lips touch his cheek as she kissed him. Joe, she said, the most terrible thing happened down town tonight. I almost got hit by a car. I would have if it hadn't been for a girl pull- ing me out of the way. She saved my. life, Joe, but got herself killed-. The car hit her instead of me. Joe's head was whirling now and he couldn't think straight. Sally looked at him and screamed, Joe, Joe, what's the matter? Joe didn't hear these words of horror because he was being captured by a black swirling cloud taking away all of his senses. Lights blinked before his eyes and then the pain left him. Darkness moved over him and it was good. CARLTON SMITH '60