Walnut High School - Cayuse Yearbook (Walnut, CA)

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ri- r-5 Xxx! X For many seniors, getting through gh school with just Cs and D's was od enough. Others tried to do the st job they could by studying and rning high grades. This hard work d not go unnoticed, however, as any of these hardworking seniors ceived awards for their outstanding holastic achievement. To a senior involved with CSF, .ming the title of Life Member as an important goal. Karen Lin- .emulder explained, Being a life ember looks good on my college IXHTICDIXI AT LAST record . To earn the honor of life member a CSF member had to achieve four semesters of ten grade points, with one of those semester being in the senior year. The Bank of America departmental awards were awarded to 14 outstand- ing seniors. Four of these seniors were awarded plaques and the remaining ten received certificates. The winners were determined by each department. Every department nominated three people. The Schol- arship committee then reviewed the nominations and chose a winner for each category. The grade point aver- age andthe number of credits earned in the area of nomination were the basis on which the winners were chosen. When the awards were announced many seniors were envious of those who received them, wishing that they had studied a little more or taken time to bring their grades up. For those seniors who did receive awards, it proved that the old adage, hard work pays off, is truea Awards

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pBANK OF AMERICA certificate winners, Alex Perez lTrades and Industryj, Barbie Ves- elic lForeign Languagel, Teresa McClusky lHome Economicsj. Not shown: Cindy Perez lfvlusicl, Marina Cunewardena lArtl, Denise May lBusinessJ, Mario Garcia lMathJ, Kevin lones lSciencej, David Lewis lEngIishl, and Bill Donner, lSocial Sciencel. YCSF LIFE MEMBERS. Front row: Mario Gar- cia, Andrew Nishida, joe Kim. Second row: Karen Lindemulder, Suzan Garner, Michael Doppert. Third row: Rita Shaing, Sandra Mulli- gan, Patricia Healy. Fourth row: Barbara Ves- elic, Gretchen Mark, Michael Simone. Not Shown: Lori Lowe. ,RECEIVING PLAQUES for excellence in their department are Karen Lindemulder lMath!Sci- encej, Mike Simone lliberal Artsl, and Danna Perry lVocational Artsl. Not shown: Tammy Wilgus lFine Artsl. Awards

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IIDHAIRSY GEF A 3 ITSEQTHTQIDHNG 515931 DDI Eikflfttj Abandon ship, abandon ship, I yelled to my classmates as we left our now dark and deserted classroom. I didn't know when we would see this room again. We held out as long as we could, fighting this thing with every means possible. We fought a long, hard battle but it was an impos- sible situation. Destined to lose, we packed up our books and supplies and ventured out into the cold, wet weather. We were being evacuated to the multi-purpose room. Many other classes from the B building were there. I hadn't realized how out-of hand this thing had gotten, but then I guess there was no stopping THE RAIN!!! I remember the peaceful days before it came. Entering a dry class and sitting on a dry chair. Not having ACRIES OF DESPAIR AND FEAR are heard above the rising water. Many classes abandoned their rooms for a drier environment. PNEW SUPPLIES ARRIVE to help stop the rain. Custodians were busily working on the roof to get the situation under control. Feature!The Rain! By Cris Nelson to worry about being dripped upon. Everything seemed so calm. Then it started - an occasional winter storm, bringing with it light rain. Each time it would rain, the ceiling would start to leak. I can still see the fear in my teacherfs eyes the day he told us the news. 'Everyone quiet please, I - I, uh, I have an announcement to make. His voice cracked and we Oh my God! No not rain! Not through the ceiling! realized the seriousness of what he was saying. The rain we hadf' he paused a long moment building anticipation. The rain we had has leaked through the ceiling. We car expect it to get worse as the winte goes by. f'Oh my God! No, not rain Not through the ceiling! I screamed The girl next to me fainted. Panic swept through the room. What were we going to do? Should we leave- now? Should we stay and fight thi terrible thing? No one knew what tc do. Silence replaced panic. All eye were on our teacher. With his guid ance, we as a group decided what to do. It was our classroom, and we weren't going to give it up without fight. It would be a tough battle, b we would stick with it until we be thisthing.