Thomas Jefferson High School - Aurora Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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drihhlcs his way to class. On thc third Hoor hc tcsts his track-running ability, completing thc cntirc tloor in record timc. Funny thing, though, he nsvcr gcts to his class on time. Huw. do you smcll salaini or is it tuna fish? Xl'hat did you say? lt's only thc sccond pcriod, the lunch room isnt opcn yctf' That makcs no dittcrcncc to our hclovcd tricnd 'Nihhling Nora. Thcrc she is, sandwich in onc hand. candy' har in thc othcr. You can hc surc hcr pursc is ladcn with goodies ot all sorts to tidc her through till lunch pcriod, And when the tcachcr looks around in Eco wondcring whcrc that strangc ccllophanc noisc is coming from you can count on Nora. Ah. hcrc wc arc on tht- fifth and last floor, XYhat did you say? Thcrc's a radio with music on soincwhcrc. A radio in Alcitl XYhat do wc nccd a radio tor? wc have morc than an aniplc amount of musical ahility. And hcrc conics the lcadcr of thcni all, commonly known as Singing Samuclfi This is thc hoy who kveps all tht- students entcrtaincd in thc halls with his rock and roll sonas. And that takc oft on Elvis. man its wild. Howcvcr. for tcachcrs in a suhjcct class it docs get annoying to haw Elvis. singing at thc opcning of thc Civil XYar. XX'cll, l Qucss youw c sccn cnongh to Qct a Licncral idca of our interesting and, shall wc sav. varicd stndcnt hotly. Xthat did you say? 'iTlrcy rc an nnnsnal groupfl XYcll inayhc thcy' are. hut you know what thcy' always say. If fukzhs all kirifltspu Slmilrl Krlaoicilz. ,...-- f l' -sw mv, qiwcfww ff lx

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The C1156 0 Q THE FACE I THE CROWD How many times have you heard folks refer to the adage. l S i'It takes all kinds , in reference to an odd or unusual individual. The adage is certainly a true one. It does take all kinds to con- stitute a family, a school, a community or the world. Never let it he said that jefferson is an exception to this rule. In fact jeff is a perfect example of its application. In Thomas jefferson High School we have all and every kind, different sizes. shapes and temperaments. If you are not convinced perhaps you'd he willing to allow me to guide you through the hallways of jeff. That is if you think you can take it. XVell here we are on the first floor. It's awfully early. not many kids here yet. Oh, here he comes. You can always count 4. on him to he the first one in school. The darling of honor school. Aristals sweetheart, 'intellectual Irvingn. This is the hoy who not only meniorizes the encyclopedia, he writes his own. VVe shouldnt rib Irving too much this weekg its heen tough for him. Only QS in solid geometry 97 in Latin and yesterday with S4 in physics. Well, that was the straw that hroke the camels hack. C'mon, let's go to the second floor. Ah, here we are on the second floor, the home of the extra-curricular bulletin hoards especially formulated to let the activity minded student know what is going on. Iley, watch out, duck! Qswoooshl-fthis happens every time.l There she goes, pinning a notice on every bulletin hoard. This is extra-eurricular Carol . She's President of the Hostess Cluh, Vice-President of S.C.A.I. and Captain of The Cheerleaders. Carol is the girl who has more cluhs than suhject classes. Hey. look over therel guess who? thats it. uDrihhling Donald . This is the All-American athletically inclined sweetheart of the cheerleader set. He canlt get it through his mind that the five floors of jefferson High are not just extensions of the gym in the hasement. On the first floor he gets his foothall practice tackling everyone foolish enough to he on the field at that time. On the second floor he i X

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THE ++++++++++++++++' 4+ +++++++++++++ ++ F I AL PROBLEM ff I ,, , 5 Is this a Regents which I see before me, the questions towards my face? Come, let me clutch thee. VVill I pass? I know not, yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal enemy, harsh unto my grades as unto my feelings? Ur art thou but a misery to the Il1II1Ll, a horrible creation that proceeclecl from The brilliant teachers' brains. Thou temp'st me to use a gyp sheet and Such an instrument Ill like to use. My intelligence is made a fool of by The others, for look at all the rest. The room is still and on my paper, Answerless questions, which was never so before. Thou art a terrible Thing whose contents bring one thought only to my mind, now half which is NVorking. And to my tired brains my answers seem dead, and wicked Dreams abuse these torturous hours. The faculty celebrates. Thou sure and firm-set heaven, hear my prayers, which way they walk, for I Fear this exam will determine my whereabouts. I beg you, take the present Horror from mine eyes. WVhile my soul dies. my teachers happily lives And feelings of anguish my heart gives. I go and it is done: The bell invites me. But lack of time made it to be A knell, that summons me to heaven tgracluationj or to hell fnot gracluatingj. Phyllis Saretm l j 'W ,, ,,, V ' ,