Sharon High School - Marsengold Yearbook (Sharon, MA)

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cence, we went to school each morning. And why not? Stringing rainbow beads, drawing kittens, reading picture books, writing, adding, substracting, and singing are surely accomplishments, and rather delightful pastimes, too. Little did we realize that we were on our way, as our mothers and fathers trustingly assured each other, to becoming educated. Years passed, and, strangely, with them, the majority of us, too. September, 1937, found us at last to our great delight in the big. red brick building which represented for us a long-cherished dream abode. YVe spent the greater part of our freshman and sophomore years setting a good example for the juniors and seniors. Entering the first year there was scarcely a boy who had not forsaken short pants for long trousers, nor a girl who had not exchanged braids for curly locks. In freshman year we were divided into two groups. One was made up of students taking the college preparatory course under the supervision of Miss Dorothy Chase. Across the hall, Mr. Avery took charge of the pupils in the commercial course. That same year three new teachers came to Sha1'on High, Mr. Arthur Lord, Mr. Clarence Pedley, and Mr. Frederic XVard. Since we were studying like Trojans we had few social events, though we did sponsor a tea dance to which the junior high was invited. This was a great success, with games, dancing, and delicious refreshments. I By the time we reached our sophomore year, our enthusiasm for homework had crumpled considerably. Our one social event, the sophomore trot, although held in the afternoon, was, as were all of our social events, a brilliant success. It was worked out on a St. Patrick's Day theme, the color scheme, green, and the waitresses dressed in little tea aprons with shamrocks on them. 1Ve must not forget to mention the arrival of several new students during this year: Kendall Southern, Vernon Saunders, Harold Lurie. and jane Clark. Our return to school in 1939 was saddened by the loss of our very dear friend, Mr. Frank R. Page, who for seven years, had been the superintendent of the schools in Sharon. XVith a true sense of our own importance we swaggered into Room 12. XVe, the class of 311, had reached our eleventh year. Only one more year to endure. Miss Dorothy Chase was to be our homeroom teacher and Class Adviser, transferred from the junior high. CTO this day we still think she regrets the change.j Glamour, wit, and brains were added in generous portions to our numbers with the entrance to our group of Marilouise jones, Eddie and George Berstrom, Ellen Christensen, and Thelma Stratton. By this time the girls were all agog about that handsome, tall, blond teacher, Mr. Thomas Brosnan. How he ever happened to come to Sharon is unknown. but the girls felt that he surely must have been a gift from heaven. The boys?-well you guess. To emphasize our true importance and good intentions, class meetings were held on Fridays during activity periods. They certainly were democratic, to say the least, with every one bellowing his or her remarks, and no one dis- playing consideration for anyone else. During one of these hectic periods we selected for our class rings, the Annapolis style sample which seemed to please all the boys, and of course, that was apparently all that counted. Then came the junior prom-four weeks of Herculean labor for one thrilling night. Being, as we were, the class of 311, We decided simply to page twenty-one

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surpass all other classes with our prom. It was no surprise to us on May 10, 1940, therefore, that the biggest social event in the history of the class of '41 took place. All who entered the gym that night were astonished to see the gym transformed with stars, comets, planets, and a moon to a starry heaven on earth. Soft blue light played about the ball room. From the senter hung a huge silver star with smaller stars streaming from it. In front of a star- covered background the orchestra played music that delighted all. Carrying out the theme, refreshments were served from a starry booth. As the stars fell from the heavens, aided in their fall by souvenir seekers, the juniors had scored a definite social success for the class of 1941. How we dreaded to leave dear old Room 12, and our memorable fin more ways than onel junior year! Then it happened! Seniors at last, we couldnit believe our eyes, we had reached the final year of our school days, the time when all undergraduates were to look upon us with an expression of awe fwell deserved by usb on their faces, and try to follow the good example we set for them. Mr. Thomas Brosnanis place was filled by Mr. XVilliam Kean, who became Student Government Faculty Representative. Year Book Adviser, Dramatic Coach, and general handy man when it came to straightening out the' mysteries of the English language. The first real social event of the year for the seniors was the harvest dance. VVe planned and planned, but it wasnit until the last minute that we thought to the decorations. Seniors then dashed into the surrounding towns hunting for pumpkins and stalks, using, as it appears, the abeg, borrow, or stealv method. At any rate the next morning the pumpkins were returned. The gym for the harvest party looked like a corn-Held with pumpkins miracul- ously sprouting in the midst of the corn stalks. Dancing was enjoyed by all to the music of recordings, with time out for cider and doughnuts. During the latter part of November posters and bulletins were displayed by people running for class officers. Through the combined efforts of Mr. Frederick XV ard, Mr. Harold Clark, Mr. VVilliam Kean, the problems of American democracy class, representatives of the Student Government. and the town of- ficials, an election was held according to the regular forms employed by the town. Campaign speeches were made, and bewildering Hoods of oratory cir- culated throughout the school. The senior results were as follows: Melvin Leventhal. President, Richard XVhitney, Vice President, Thomas Coffey, Secre- tary, Ralph VVhitney, Treasurer, and jane Clark, Class Representative. The senior play-how could anyone ever forget itl What A Life , We are forced in all modesty to admit, was the best play ever produced by a senior class in Sharon High School. It surpassed all other productions and was definitely the crowning glory of our senior year. Bragging? XfVell, we have a right to. lor not only was the play a success, but the sale of tickets -the play was a complete sell-out - also resulted in a goodly profit for our class treasury. The eomhined efforts of Mr. XVilliam Kean, Director, and an enthusiastic senior class made our play a tremendous success both financially and artistically. Now we must close our brief resume of the affairs of the class of 1941, which, as you must surely realize hy now was the most outstanding ever to enter the portals of Sharon Iligh School. Having lived in most congenial surroundings. twelve years, we anticipated our graduation with sadness, for it page trrerlly-flux