United States Naval Academy - Lucky Bag Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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ing, Oh boy! Monday morning! another week in which to excel! A cup of hot Java serves to sweep away a few of the hghter cob- webs that chng to sleep-starved minds, and it ' s back to the room to make beds, dust, and sweep the deck before formation for first period class —at 0745. It seems only fitting that we start our story of the typical week with an account of a typical Monday morning. It is on Monday morning that we are rudely awakened to the fact that there ' s a job to be done; and that we must educate ourselves in order to become officers capable of fighting tlic Fleet when it comes our turn to do so. Nc -ertheless we re!|pji being sej arated from the chaiming drags o ie previous week-end by books o :hnical sub- jects. But once again we hear me clarion call of duty, and once again it takes nearl all of Monday to penetrate and inteirupt our day dreams of home and the O.A.O. And so we trudge our weary way to first period class, struggle to concentrate on the lesson with its complicated problems, and silentK wish we were back in our bunks. Leaving class vc march back to Bancroft Hall for study hour. There we find, just as we expected, that we ha c received no mail — not even the; old Poduiik Agitator, as all the home-town jicwspapers are sCalled. Another class, noon formation, a third :lass, and thenfe, drill of some sort — tlic) dra: jy slowly, leavftg us slightly dazed and a tri Confused, but happy that Monday is pas Try as we might, we haven ' t been able to con- centrate. Only one thought is capable of penetrating the fog that veils our minds — only five days until Saturday and another week-end.

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mm Vl r, ' :...r U . ;;A-i ' iS ?.ti.L1i!. mmimmm M E D A W i MOIDIY I e 1 H feepily EVEILLE at o6ir on Monday morniner ur work-day week with the dis- cordant note of reveille bells blasting its mto our pleasant dreams. Sleepy charge of room for the week ' Ort, All turned out, sir! to the spector. Then, in the scant thirty minutes before breakfast formation, the same sleepy men shave, dress, and scan the headlines of a morning paper. In the mess hall, the plebes sing the good word for Monday morn- re

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- mm imi s CAPTAIN FORT PONDERS ways and meansof making math exams a little tougher. ONCE IN A WHILE the instructor found a problem that had even the expert mathematicians baffled. Usually we just sat and chewed our slipsticks until he took pity on us and showed us how. te efU4Ai He4ii 0 MATHEMATICS- , . , , ON Monday morning — and nearly every day of the school week during the first two years- — we went to Math. From SoHd Mensuration to AppHed Mechan- ics, we wore out tons of chalk and worked (or tried to work) thousands of WE TOOK a lot of instruction in the several subjects that make up a Math course from these assorted problems on the blackboards of instructors. In later courses we sometimes wished that we had gained more from their teaching. Maury Hall. Those who were unac- 32