Wayne Township High School - Embers Yearbook (Mountain View, NJ)

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Senior Class History Early in September 1954, at our first class meet- ing, we joined together as a working unit and social organization. Our magazine drive was launched un- der the guidance of Papa Joe Briere. For two hectic weeks we watched our sales rise on a large thermometer. We worked very hard, met with suc- cess and even set a record that was not broken by the following year's class. For having the highest sales total in the area, we received the Norman Rockwell Religious Freedom Plaque from the Curtis Publishing Company. Many of us will long remember the lectures and jokes we heard in Miss Benedict's English class. We certainly shall never forget our muddling through As You Like it . Later in the year Miss Benedict took the entire class to see Teahouse of the August Moon . lt would have been a perfect day if there had been enough seatsg however, some of the boys didn't seem to mind sitting in the aisle. Later that year, at the request of the P.T.A., we took part in the Minstrel Show. There was a multi- tude of night rehearsals and finally the show took place. Remember how people stared later when we went out to eat? lt seemed weeks before the makeup came off our faces - it never did come off our clothes. But the fun we had was well worth the minor damages incurred. Here we must add a note in memory of the Latin I class. lt really got a large dose of high school edu- ation. You could always recognize a Latin student as he shuffled down the hall mumbling verb con- jugations. 9th Grade . . . we became football fans. Before We knew it, Christmas had rolled around and we were deep in preparation for our party and the Winter Sleighride Dance. Our party was held after the Christmas program and everyone was in a gala holiday mood. Miss Benedict's shoes somehow disappeared when she took them off to jitterbugg of course, nobody knew where they had gone! At the dance we were transported to a beautiful winter wonderland. The decorations featured a huge Christ- mas tree shimmering with blue lights. During the evening, however, the eager salesmen of our class railled off most of the decorations. Following the grand march, Ed Likman and Marion Downer were crowned king and queen in front of the old-fash- ioned sleigh. We all went home with souvenir snow- man pins and happy memories. With the coming of spring the annual operetta was held. Al CSmittyj Smith was chosen for the title role in Johnny Appleseed . For weeks the cast and chorus were seen munching apples. After the performance Etta Von der Fecht held an open house for the class. Somehow the rooms bursting with people made us wonder if the party had been crashed by the whole school. 10th Grade . . . adventures in Biologyland. With the Freshman Prom drawing. near the problem of learning to dance had to be solved. We decided to organize a Dance Club with experienced dancers as teachers. The poor senior high had a hard time concentrating when we decided to learn to square dance in a classroom on the second floor! As time ran short the school-time sessions changed to night-time meetings in Sue Rountree's game room. After many meetings all those who had tried knew how to dance. The day finally came when our yearbooks were back from press. They were small, but they were ours. The halls hummed with confusion as they were passed from hand to hand and signed by friends. To us they will always be a treasured memento.