Watseka High School - Watchekee Yearbook (Watseka, IL)

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Ghcvuu As I was trying to get away from Tom one day, I ran smack dab into a room where a group of boys and girls were singing. The teacher held up her hands for them to stop, and remarked, Your softs aren't loud enough and your attacks and releases are simply terrible. Well, this was our very patient chorus teacher, Miss Virginia VVils0n. She took a piece of chalk and wrote some silly looking things on the board and asked them what they meant. Everyone seemed to know the answers but when they started singing they seemed to have forgotten. Even with this, by contest time in the spring, everything seemed to be under control and the chorus came home happy and usually with a high rating. Besides girlsl, boysi, and mixed choruses there are two octettes, a girls' scxtette, a trio, and a quartette. 79

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On the eve of April 17, 1953 the most talked about event of the year took place. Yes, the Junior-Senior Prom was here and so were all the guests, re- splendent in formal gowns and dashing tuxedoes. Our VV CHS gym was turned, as if by magic, into a very romantic April in Parisf, About six o'clock the party-goers began sauntering among the tables at the sidewalk cafe, each choosing his place. The girls in their Parisian dresses and fragrant corsages, each looking like Cinderella at the ball, and the boys, let me tell you, Prince Charming himself had nothing on them. To the music of Ray Pearl and his Musical Gems everyone danced away the evening, each in their dream world. The gym was a sidewalk cafe with the world-famous Eiffel Tower in the center. The fun and music-loving guests entered under an awning of orange, brown, and green and danced under an aqua sky. A road wound its way across the gym, alongside a park, complete with benches where couples could sit and rest dance-weary feet. An ancient street lamp put a special glow on the outdoor tables and punch was served from gay shops of old Paree. At 11:45, in tradition with all Watseka proms, pounds of confetti and serpentine were thrown, among the merrymakers. Balloons were released and then the terribleness of the French Revolution couldn't have left real Paris more desolate than our gym looked. But the most popular tune heard as these merry- makers left Paree was, It was the most wonderful evening I ever spent. It was perfectli' 81