Vergennes Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Vergennes, VT)

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18 VERGENNES HIGH SCHOOL § rl)nnl Artimtira Thelma Floyd, ’31, Mary Bourget, ’33 FRESHIES’ INITIATION As you may guess, the Seniors were not the ones to let a class of Freshmen, especially Freshmen as fresh and green as we were (past tense), start their high school career'without any welcome. To prepare us for the coming ordeals they had us wear green ribbons (a pre-war custom), and in addition had the girls carry horns and the boys dolls. They also wanted us to clean the districts around their desks, but we wouldn’t stoop to that! At last the dreaded evening, that of September 6, came! The “Freshies” were in their “Seventh Heaven” of delight (they usually are), and trooped hilariously to the gym. It is really quite a delightful process, this initiating! Those scheming Shylocks had us do everything from electrocuting us to making us hop over imaginary lakes and jump from church steeples of the same class. After all these exertions they served us cookies and punch. Another consolation was ours in the thought that our turn was coming and that we would be Seniors some day . . . maybe! Mary Bourget, ’33 THE FRENCH PICNIC We decided when starting on Tuesday afternoon, September twenty-fourth, to have a one hundred per cent French picnic—not a one-fourth French and a three-fourths English one. We reached Fisher’s woods after a brief French walk. There we proceeded to play our French games, which Mrs. Patterson explained. We did not understand them, but they went much better than they would have if we had. We then sang French songs, or tried our best to, but it was more or less of a continuous solo by Mrs. Patterson. Very hungry from this great exertion we proceeded to eat of French hot-dogs and French fried marshmallows. Robert Larrow made it more Frenchy by talking as loudly as possible, waving his hands, and pointing.

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BLUE AND WHITE 17 not active in church work, or are not as strictly religious as their parents, but at least they believe in God and attend some church. Are the parties and dances which young people attend essentially wicked and bad? Boys and girls must do something for excitement. As everyone knows, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” If the younger generation thought of nothing but fun and amusement, would there be students in our high schools and colleges who are fitting themselves to take up the burdens of a nation? The young people of today are courageous. The older generation is beginning to appreciate this and also the direct thinking of youth. In years to come, our parents and grandparents will realize that youth is not bent on its own ruin, and that young people are thinking seriously but in a different way. Joyce Young, ’30 JUST OVER ACROSS THE MEADOW Lois Bristol, ’32 Just over across the meadow, We see where the woods were once green; The maple, robed in crimson, Is now the forest queen. The elm, in her dress of yellow, That is trimmed with the autumn green, Bows to the earth,—her mother, In reverence to her queen. The pine, so stalwart and sturdy, Is armed with the darkest of green, He stands by the courtyard gate way, And guards his stately queen. And when they begin disrobing; When the leaves on the ground are seen; Still staunchly they’ll stand together Around their one-time queen.

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BLUE AND WHITE 19 We then took French leave of one another and went home. Aside from all setbacks I considered the picnic a complete success. Henry M. Richardson, ’34 THE SEVENTH GRADE PARTY The Seventh Grade, Hallowe’en Party was held on October twenty-fifth, beginning at half past seven. The party was opened with the judging of the costumes by the teachers. The first prize went to Elaine D. Beach and the second to Margaret Carter. There were no prizes for the boys as they were not in costume. The festivities then began with the grand march led by Mrs. Morrill and the class president. The games played during the evening were bobbing for apples, spin the bottle, wink’em, and punching the forfeit board. In this last game the prize for the best acting was given to Winifred Gaunya. Refreshments of sandwiches, cake and cider were enjoyed. The party broke up after a grand and glorious time. Elaine D. Beach, ’35 ? HALLOWEEN ? Listen, dear readers, And you shall hear, What happened to V. H. S. so dear. Of course we knew something would happen . . . but there's nothing like . . . “knowing it all”! It is said, “Curiosity once killed a cat,” but what happened this time? Those boys! men?, well we hear . . . they got into the school through the keyhole and brought three wagons in their pockets. Also the fire escape was provided with a quantity of barrels—“They float!” They float!” No, not Ivory soap but . . . barrels ... in case of a flood. But alas! Alack! The next morning when curiosity brought the pupils to the school to “see the show” not a buggy in sight! Why must those telltale traces have been effaced so soon? Mary Bourget, ’33