Waldoboro High School - Medomak Breeze Yearbook (Waldoboro, ME)

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20 MEDOMAK BREEZE COURTESY Courtesy is the best policy. I have learned that you should be courteous to everyone. A person should not be judged by the manner that people talk about him. A person should be judged by his personality, manners, and appearance. I remember a girl who lived next door to me. She never talked to anyone very much and I got the impression she was stuck up. She dressed very well and she had very nice manners. One day I decided to get acquainted with her. I asked her one afternoon if she would like to go ice skating with me. She said yes, she did not have anything special to do. We talked and I found that she was a very interesting person. It always pays to be courteous to everyone whether they seem to like you or not. P Edith Pierpont ' PINES Swither and sway the tall pines go In the free winds that merrily blow. In summer, winter, or in fall, They never, never seem to fall. They just swither and sway, Their life away. Edith Pierpont S ls for C is for Civics that makes me blue. study which I seldom do H is for homework that keeps me from sleep 0 is for order that's so hard to keep. 0 is for things L is for the lovely times vacation brings. - Madeleine M. Davis other assignments and I TURN - ABOUT People who misspell your name Often are the very same Who always give you icy stares When and if you misspell theirs. Maxine Shuman WINTER Winter is four months of fun, Enjoyed by almost everyone, Building tunnels in the snow, Skiing till the sun sinks low. Sliding on a cold crisp day, With the crowd 'that's always gay, Rolling snow men in the snow, Skating by the fire glow. Playing the game of Fox and Geese , It seems our fun. will never cease, Then the sun comes tout to play And the snow soon melts away. Let's not be so sad and blue. There's always something we can do To pass away the time, don't fear, Winter will come again next year. Permelia Noyes There was a policeman named Pete Who had a big pair of feet. He skipped with delight And fell down a flight And now he lies under a sheet. There is a fellow named Frankie Who is long, lean and lanky. He thinks he can sing Tries to croon just like Bing . But his voice smells awfully ranky . David Marshall ' THE PSALM OF AN ALGEBRA STUDENT He is my teacherg I shall not pass, He maketh me to go to the board, He compelleth me to write difficult problems A maketh me to sit down for my class sake Yea, though I study until midnight I gain no knowledge. For my formulas sorely bother me, He giveth me F Surely factors and radicals shall fol- low me All the days of my life and I shall dwell in The Algebra class forever. Robert Jones He