South High School - Tiger Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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South Jams The Rolling Stones can keep on singing Time Is On Our Side, but we could no longer sing along — at least not any longer. Since the reign of the new attendance policy began, time was against us. The agony of being defeated in a race with the clock was greater than ever. But though we may no longer be able to relate to the words of this song, we definitely will still continue to relate and listen to the music of the Rolling Stones and numerous other bands. A Tiger 'Music is necessary to my sane existence.” Yearbook survey showed that 99.999999999 of South students listened to music. The types of music this percentage listened to were: rock(65%), funk rap(38%), top 40(34%), reggae(28%), jazz(27%), heavy metal(20%), punk(l6%), classical 12%), and many othcrs(5%). Most students listened to music at least 2 hours a day and many listened 4 hours. Of course wc musn’t forget the .000000001% who didn’t listen to music at all. Below: Chip King and Amy Hogland compare rhe philosopy of Michael Jackson to Bon Jovi. The Record Shop in City Center often see such deepness in the music selection of South Students. Aho«e: Kee Kee Wilson wears her walk-man despite the new rule. This year the administration threatened to confiscate all radios brought to school. Right: Chad Junker, a 9th grader, demonstrates his version of No-Doze in Latin class. Seven is his suggested consiousness level. Far right: Janet Jackson topped the charts with her new album Control'. She also hit the top 10 with her first single Nasty Boys’.

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 | It’s the same | day after day.” It’s Like Not • • • ... we enjoyed getting up at 6:00 a.m. It's not like we enjoyed walking, or running, the three blocks through the biting Minnesota air, uphill, to meet the big. yellowish, how • fast • can • you -get • it • off • the • assembly-line school bus. It's not like we enjoyed sandwiching our eighteen inch bodies together as we tried to reach our six inch wide lockers. It's not like we enjoyed that human pile-up that was always at the top of the commons staircase between every class. These were just parts of our schtx l day. A day that wasn't just filled with academics but consisted of a great deal of socializing: groaning to each other at 7:23 by the lockers, hi how are ya’ s in the hall between class, laughing and crying when the answer to a complex calculus problem was four, and making friends. It's a scary thought that those six hours, divided by the obnoxious electronic burps, were the core of our student life. The school day was when we met and got to know each other. It was when we planned most of the activities that we would do after suffering through the final beeps (which seemed to be a lot longer this year). Day after day we came, beep after electronic beep we sat. living out our four years of high school. Right: South students leave the school after sixth hour. Many people objected to the way students were forced to leave the building at the end of the day. Abote: Gocks from around the school building. the school day jMy ;