South Windsor High School - Centurion Yearbook (South Windsor, CT)

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Ken Smith is training to be a homekeeper in his D period foods class. A Touch Of Class “Smaller classes are always more effective.” . . . Mr. Pen¬ nell and Mrs. Gorman “Sitting in the middle of a boring math class listening to the senior citizens square dancing- its not really the dis¬ traction I mind, its the mu¬ sic.” . . . Julie Poucher (jr) “Its impossible to take a math test with the band playing next door.” . . . Beth Ritten- band (sr) “Trying to explain to my teachers that I am late be¬ cause I was walking behind a slow teacher.” . . . Marie Brathwaite (soph) “I can’t wait until I graduate with the class of ’87.” . . . Michelle Pourior (sr) “1 hate walking to Wapping in the rain.” . . . Carla Jacobsen Or) “Did you guys hear the warn¬ ing bell?” . . . Robyne Back- man (sr) W hy do we come to school? The answer is simple. To learn, right? Okay, how do we learn? That’s also simple. We learn by going to class. Ah ha! Too bad it isn’t that simple. Classes come in all dif¬ ferent shapes and sizes, emo¬ tions and attitudes, curriculums and colors, and mazes and monsters. To start off with there is En¬ glish, the only course you have to take every day of your high school career. For your first three years, you take what they give you, but come Senior year you get to decide what to take! This year they even gave us an¬ other choice, the Journalism Graphic Arts class. This is the class where students actually have to keep track of the weeks so they know which room they have to be in. One week you could be in the computer room in Wapping, the next week you would go to the Graphics room in the High School. Mathematics is always a fun class. Nowhere else could you learn a foreign language with a calculator. The world of algebra was very educational. It showed me that you could have a mile long problem and end up with nothing. Geometry came next, Euclidian of course. Now I know that no matter what direction I am going in, and hundreds of people are blocking me at right angles, there is at least one per¬ son with parallel thoughts. Along came Trigonometry, sometimes the angle of depres¬ sion was equivalant to my angle of interest. But it did tell me that even though I am looking for the sine to theta, I should figure out if my coordinates are correct. Ah, Calculus! As the limit of un¬ derstanding approaches confu¬ sion, the function of my brain equals sleep. The Science field is subdi¬ vided into biological and physi¬ cal sciences. Everyone loves the biological ones, you get to cut things up and poke around in¬ side them for a while. I favor the physical science more, though. There is that ever lurking thought of being a scientist that finally develops the warp drive, null-gravity field, or the space fold system for more efficient space travel. The guys at NASA are going about it all wrong. There is no way you can devel¬ op a faster-than-light drive using combustion. Social Studies would be one of the best categories, except for the mandatory class of U.S. History. If I had to pick one course from my entire acedemic life that I would not want to take it would be Bricklaying: A Study in Mortar. U.S. History comes in second. The other classes are extremely fascinating. I enjoyed Psychology myself, finding out how the brain and mind work. I figure if I can do that for a nor¬ mal person I can second-guess myself. I could never forget gym, oops, sorry, physical education. That has to be the most mislead¬ ing title, education? Where? All I heard was, “Here is the ball, you know what to do with it.” I was thinking about the credits for gym a while ago. How come we only get one quarter of a credit for a class we take every six days? Last I heard two divided by six is one third. I should have been done with gym last year. Nah, probably not, they will just raise the required credits again anyway. This is only a sample of every¬ thing one student goes through during his four year sentence. I mean four years of character building and growing maturity that is High School. introduction

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The straggling latecomers finally make their way up the slopes from the parking lot into the world of academics. ntroduction The calm of the hallway lies waiting for the mob of students to return for yet another day. PR

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Lisa Mansella, Lisa Visgilio, and Heather Diemond are busy lay¬ ing out their own newspaper in the newly formed Journalism and Graphic Arts class. Mike Sladyk cruises through the typing speed test. Laurie St. Laurent uses her study hall to get that last minute homework done. ntroduction 5