Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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THE THIRROR RUTH STORER, Class Hislorian

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THE ITHRROR ITLARCQARET M. CURRU, Uzce-Prefsidenl

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THE THIRROR 11 Class Historu Ruth Storer In the corner of a spacious library in a magnificent old building rests a dusty old volume, unread and unsought-yet containing on its yellowed pages, inci- dents both trivial and momentous, com- monplace, indeed it may seem to a cas- ual reader-but to the llvaltham High Scl1ool graduates of l925 this dusty little book represents a collection of cherished memories-pleasant recollections of their high school days. This history I shall read to you. I am sure that the majority will be delighted' to listen to this echo of school days more than fifty years past. This is what I found between the aged covers of that beloved volume! - Can it be possible that three years have passed since we first graduated from that worldly institute of learning called junior High and embarked on the good ship Sophomore to search for the isle of knowledge in the academic sea? 'Tis true, however. Our journey is nearly completed, we are now learned Seniors: and soon we will pass from our dear High School and enter upon the great sea of life. Some of us will pursue learning in higher institutionsg others will join the ranks of toilers who are seeking practical experience. To refreshen the minds of those who may have forgotten the yearly events I will endeavor to picture for you the three years as I have remembered them. Of course everyone recalls the first exciting, puzzling, day when we were christened green sophomores by the groups of carefree and laughing upper class mates who -actually appeared to make merry with our much-to-be-feared instructors. lVe were just groups of stumbling dumb -looking children, much too insignificant to be noticed by our no- ble elders. However, we did not expect to be treated differently, we were wise enough to realize that it meant a whole year of careful study of human nature to emulate that appearance of superiority. W'hen the first bell rang, we discovered that by following the crowd without mak- ing any noise and by keeping humbly in the rear, we would arrive at the assembly hall where we had to take a back seat until we were distributed. Perhaps we would arrive nearer to the front as the years rolled by. It was great fun study- ing the funny looking freizes around the ceiling and admiring the tall white stat- ues. Finally we were allotted room num- bers and with a few vague directions in our minds departed from the hall in search of a parking place. Those of us who chatted and made merry in the long, door-bounded corridors were promptly squelched. thereby receiving our first les- son in school etiquette. Oh! there were so many rules to learn and sometimes to forget. The first day, in spite of its new- ness, passed slowly, and without the mad stampede at lunch time to which we had been accustomed. Instead we sipped milk and partook of calories in pursuit of good health. Does anyone remember that sec- ond day when the rains descended and class ranking was abandoned while lucky Sophomores with rain sticks were al- lowed to shelter the less fortunate Sen- iors? XYe were soon accustomed to the rout- ine of high school life, and it was not long before we became wise to the tricks and turns of a sage student. XVe also be- came familiar with the recess boundar- ies, to be cr not to be, respected accord- ing to disposition. Cool autumn breezes and the spirit of our sport loving youths heralded the ar- rival of one of our most successful foot- ball seasons. Our boys sailed through a series of victories with only one set-back, that being Fitchburg 7-6. The score tells the tale. The fact that we had won so many games keyed the whole city up to a high pitch for the annual Newton con- test. Two gay bands added much to the enthusiasm of the gathering and our cheer leaders outdid themselves. For once in the history of the high school football the boys condescended to assist the girls in their cheers. All this and the brilliant generalship of our star, Lonnie Lowry helped to defeat our bitter rivals. No one who witnessed that struggle will ever forget the run our Lonnie made in the third quarter, much to the chagrin of the Newton boys. The disappearance of any semblance of orange and black after the