Trumbull County Public Schools - Annual Yearbook (Trumbull County, OH)

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l o l I X . Kinsman T l I E i LESSONS FROM THE AIR -A Sophomore Group The School of .the Air Kinsman schools are equipped with a cen- tral radio set and a radio loud speaker outlet in every room. Each room of all buildings is wired to the set located in the superintendent's office. It is thus possible to supply radio pro- grams to each room separately or to all at the same time. During the noon hour our children eat their lunches to the accompaniment of radio music. Music is thus provided, too, while educational motion pictures are being shown. Each day educational programs are broad- cast b yrhe State Department of Education and others, and teachers can arrange to let any group of children in the entire system make use of these splendid programs. A LITTLE JEST AND JOLLITY Continued Miss Brandt: Who was Cleopatra? Marie: King of Egypt. She: Do you know what Ford is figuring on now? He: No, What? She: Paper. Teacher: W'hich would you rather have come to your home, Pope or Swift? Howard: Pope, because he was thin and couldn't eat so much. Teacher: You can't sleep in this class. Carl: Yes, I know: I've been trying for the last half hour. ARLENE SISLEY.

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Kinsman . h FRESHMAN BOYS IN SHOP FRESHMAN GIRLS IN DOMESTIC SCIENCE Pals By PAL NUMBER TWO Our high school days are days of greatest happiness, interspersed with days of discourage- ment and despair. There are days when we find not a care in the world, and laugh and frolic together. Also there are days when it seems that the future holds only darkness, a dark- ness so forbidding and devoid of hope that we fear to enter. Always we are helped cheerfully through both pleasure and darkness. By whom? Our Pals. Our class is as a big family co-ope'rating for the happiness of each classmate. We are all pals. In our happy days we cast our cares to the winds nd enjoy ourselves coasting and skating in the winter or picknicking and tak- ing pleasure trips in the summer. nI our days of unhappiness there are always Pals to help us. When we become discouraged at being put on fouls in a basketball game, a blunder in delivering a debate speech, a calling down from our teachers for neglecting our lessons, or when our literary programs were failures, and other disapopintments, there are always dur Pals to give us a cheerful slap on the back, or call to us a few words which make us for- get our troubles and to join in the fun. Our teachers are great Pals in times of distress. Their minds are further advanced and they willingly give assistance. They also help to plan and enjoy our pleasures.- Teachers and student body, we have Worked and played together as -.Pals. Teachers and young men and women, may we emerge into the business world, never forgetting our old pals, but always acquiring new ones. MARGARET GRAY.

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Kinsman King Tut's Tomb The old shattered door-it hangs there still, An Old King Tut's Tomb that stands on the hill, Moss-grown, but useful, now open wide, But how nice it seems though shattered inside. A Winding path that leads to the gym, A lone little robin still singing its hymn, The distant hum of our busy town's noise, But silent are all the girls and boys. Again the children rush and shout, At the beginning of day they are all about. Soon they dart and dive into their room To recite a lesson that began too soon. The teacher looks from Mick to Gene, And asks, Just what have you in your bean? He never answers until it's too late, And she says it's just too useless to wait. A baketball team, movie, the radio too- When a poor kid don't know what they're gonna do- Soon the old bell rings, and the kids at once flee. Gee, but aint'cha glad to be free? Captive memories play at will Where Old Kig Tut's Tomb stands on the hill. -Dorothy Henry.