Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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20 SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR Did you ever stop to wonder what teachers must do in their summer vacations that makes them so hard in September? Not that we mind a little home- work — at all, at all! And we find that instead of being right on our heels, football has walked right over us and is in full swing. Which reminds me of the football star who wanted his diploma made of pigskin instead of sheepskin. And, speaking of the high spots of Somerville High School Sophs, how do you like our band? Keen, oh, keen — which? When they march down that football field playing as if their lives depended on it doesn’t it make you forget to save your cheers for when our team is winning? Well, since I realize that unless I stop I’ll have writers’ cramp, or rather, a black eye, maybe two (when this paper comes out), I guess it’s time to say “A bientot.” 1934 “Professor” Avery, we are here! The Class of ’34! Thirteen hundred strong! Now that we have bid adieu to that season of pleas- ure and autumn is here with its football games, fall- ing leaves, and school work, we Sophomores find our- selves at that renowned institution of learning, Som- erville High School. We acknowledge that at present we may not be of the soundest minds on all subjects, but just watch us go now that we’ve started! We here highly resolve that we will hold on high the stand- ards set by previous classes and will strive to make Somerville High the best in the state. Ancient History Teacher: “What did Alexander say to the Persians when they suggested dividing the world?” Sophomore: “Nothing doing.” Congratulations football squad on the fine playing. Keep it up! The Sophomores will always support you! Heard in the corridor: “Line up here by the door, please, single. (Unmarried?) We hope that Captain R— won’t be all “pulled apart” before the publication of this issue as we wish to applaud him on his fine leadership of the football team. Certain members of our class have been carrying on a very extensive investigation as to the exact loca- tion of the school elevator. Those having any infor- mation concerning its whereabouts, please communicate immediately with the Radiator office. Extra !!! Extra !!! Teacher baffled in trying to seat Martin and Martiny alphabetically. What would our corridors be like without those “Tin Soldiers,” excuse us, we mean traffic squad mem- bers to remind us of the traffic regulations. One of our classmates said “Geometry is a mental calamity.” Of course, we all disagree with him in this, irreverent reference to our beloved (?) study. Send all dispatches to Ye Editor. We’ll see you in the next issue and as Lowell Thomas would say: “So long until next month.” v %• i Parnassus On Wheels (Continued from page 12) after all, but that every now and then we get hungry for some closer and more human re- lationships.” There is enough plot in “Parnassus On Wheels” to hold anyone’s attention but only a real book-lover can enjoy it to the fullest extent. Have you already become acquainted, Sopho- mores, with Room 215? It is indeed a pleas- ant reading room in which an assortment of entertaining magazines and books are gath- ered. In this, our school library, practical help as well as enjoyment can be found. Many ref- erence books are at the service of pupils. In order to use the library during a free period you must first get a study-slip at the short re- cess or before school from Miss Hastings, the librarian. Fill it out and return it to the desk where you will be given another slip. This one, with all the required information on it, give to the teacher with whom you usually study that period. Among the most attractive sets of reference books on the shelf is the new “Progress Of Nations.” The blue and gold binding is enough to make you want to discover what is within. “The story of the world and its people from the dawn of history to the present day” is told in ten volumes, having illustrations on nearly every page, several colored pictures and maps. “Suggestions to the Reader” and “Sug- gestive Questions,” will help you appreciate what you read.

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 19 thoughtful, ever mindful of the pupils’ needs, they have decided to give out, absolutely free, a fresh set of report cards. Such unprecedented generosity! Still, any Soph who wants mine can have same for fifty cents. (And I could be persuaded to do it for less!) Give an ear: If you haven’t heard Vic Young’s trumpet player on that 7.00 WAAB Bing Crosby pro- gram, you’ve missed something; best show in Boston for a dog’s age, Lew Leslie’s “Rhapsody in Black!” Ethel Waters a riot! “Rhapsody in Blue” rendition perfect; “Man About Town” good column to get the dope about celebs; “Palmy Days,” they say, is a riot; it must be the heat. Well, that’s about all now. You know, you better sit down now and write a couple of wise cracks. Send ’em in to Ye Editor, who will publish them, no matter what they be. That’s how hard times are. See you in the breadline. Greetings, salutations, etc. Back again, and at it again, only there’s more pleasure to it this year. For, being a Junior, I can have the unsurpassed joy of in- sulting the Sophomores as I — and the class in gen- eral — was insulted last year. Well, we survived it, and — new Sophs, we hope you may be able to do the same. Sophomores--we greet you, shake your hands, wish you luck and direct you up the wrong staircase. And, by the way, have you yet, reached the floor of your destination only to discover that you are on the wrong stairway and “that T. S.” glaring at you is telling you you must go back. Even we enjoy (?) that privi- lege. You think teachers can’t do the impossible but here’s one who did. She had a Junior Class com- pletely mystified for five minutes. Well, when an alge- bra teacher begins to talk about an “order of Stones” arriving, who wouldn’t be puzzled. Were the stones for building purposes? Were they to throw at inat- tentive Sophs? No, wrong again. You see (or do you), the teacher was referring to an order of alge- bra books, namely “The New Math,” by Stone. Ketch in ? Oh, by the way, the phrase, Ketch in is used by special permission of the copyright owner, a Senior girl, or at least, I hope it is. Speaking of names of authors there’s the French history we use — or do we? And if you should look on the title page you would find that one of the authors is Teresa Macironc. That’s what we get when we cram French during a lunch period, n’est ce pas? Then there’s the Junior boy (yes — Juniors oc- casionally do such things) who is always forgetting something. One day in exasperation Miss E— said: “Do you ever forget the way to school in the morn- ing?” “No,” replied the gentleman (??), “but I forget to pay my carfare.” My, my, my-tah! In a recent algebra class the inevitable problem of the eggs was brought up. So many eggs, and so many broken. You recognize the type? Well, when the example had been duly solved and discussed there came a meek voice from the rear of the room: “But don’t you make any use of the broken eggs?” I won- der if the owner of the voice ever tried such a feat. Then there’s the Junior Ancient History Class that seems to be one ripple after another. F’r instance, came the question (as questions will come): “What was the Roman method of cremation?” And, in a low voice came the answer: “Burning.” Not reahly! My deah! And also, the astounding knowledge that the first racketeers were Romans, was imparted to this class by the inimitable Mr. O’L. These two Romans (namely Sulla and Marius) would surely have a keen time in this present-day world or may be I should say that the present-day world would have a keen time with Marius and Sulla. Can’t you imagine being taken for a ride in a Roman chariot. I hear that with the depression in Chicago that they can’t afford to take the victim for a ride, they take him for a hitch- hike.

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SOMERVILLE HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR 21 AN APPEAL! THIS article is written for the purpose of proving to you that it is both your duty and your pleasant privilege to support Somerville High athletics, especially football, which has, rightfully been called “the father of academic sports.” Students of this traditional school should be proud of its buildings and its societies. Old S. H. S. has turned out many teams, glorious in victory and so it will continue to do in the future, too. But (and you might stop for fair reflection, while I pause for emphasis), your support, physical and financial, is imperative if we are to hold our heads high in the sport- ing world. The 1931 football schedule is attractive, to say the least, in that we meet some of the strongest local teams. And when we do play, all students will want to be present to see their classmates smashing their rivals. There is great enjoyment to be obtained from watch- ing two teams of merit play a sensational game like football, particularly when, surely, eleven of those boys are acquaintances of yours. Every peppy, red-blooded Somerville High School student will want to cheer for the Red and Blue. And you may have your chance to do this, for, by seeing Mr. William O’Brien, the faculty manager, you can secure as many yellow tickets as you desire, at twenty-five cents each. These checks will entitle you to an afternoon of thrill- ing, healthy fun. So, let’s go. And boys, invite your girl friends along, too. They tell me it’s quite the thing to do. FOOTBALL SCHEDULE Sept. 26 Keith Academy at Somerville. Oct 3 Waltham at Somerville. Oct. 12 At Medford. Oct. 17 Cambridge Latin at Somerville. Oct. 24 Newton at Somerville. Oct. 31 B. C. High at Somerville. Nov. 7 At Brookline. Nov. 14 At Nashua, N. H. Nov. 21 Lynn Eastern at Somerville. Nov. 26 At Rindge Tech. KEITH ACADEMY GAME September 26 was indeed a dismal day, but it colorfully commenced the Somerville High 1931 Football Season. The team of Keith Acad- emy of Lowell, were our worthy opponents, but we sent them home with the impressive score of 18 to 0 burdening their shoulders. Our first touchdown came as a gift from the patron saint of all football players. A rather too ambitious Somerville back “heaved” a pass, “smack” into the surprised countenance of a Keith Academy player. From this “No Man’s Land” it bounded straight into the hands of none other than our all-scholastic captain, Joe Regan, who promptly terminated this “crazy accident” into six points. Touchdown No. 2 was put over by Nicky Androske, when that erst-while player caught a lateral flip from Duggan. This play gained the Red and Blue a half-dozen more units. Rogan deserves much credit for placing the sphere in scoring distance. He skirted ends and sprinted through scrimmages for sizeable yardage. In the fourth period the opposing punter hoisted a kick down to Donahue, the pilot of