West Lebanon High School - Piker Yearbook (West Lebanon, IN)

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QPIKER Learnin' to Pass I go to scoole every day an when the belle buzzes at half past eight we all set down in our seats on the Weast side of the room. Some of us studies and some of us whispers if the teachers don't hapin to be aroun. After a litel while Mr. Lainer come in an sais that West Lebonan won the baisket bal game Frida nite an befor you know it he has said classes pass and they sure do pass, all but us and the Sen- iurs. Well prety soon they all com bak an we pas agin. This time we all pas to English clas and Mis Daniel coms in an asks a few ques- tions about this and that and we go bak and haf reces. After reces We all pas agin this time to Algebray class. After we anser all the questions he cin aske We pas bak agin, then we pas in and haf to anser Miss Kely's questions about soup and pies an everthing els. Well after a whyle we pas bak an somebody plays the peanio an most of us pas out an git are coats an pas downstairs an home for diner. After hafing pased all morning we set in are seate for too whole periods an pretend to studie Latin. After reces agin, why we pas to Latin class an bak agin and studie some more an then We pas home agin. The aim of this schoole is to pas an I hope we all know how by spring. -Charlotte Handley, '26 Plea of the Blackboard Just think of the many times that I am abused. Those teachers don't care what they write about me. Miss Daniel always has the Geisha girls on the board at 4:00. In Jack's room the Sophomores weight me down with long heavy problems. And Miss Hughes informs the Seniors in English IV to take the life of Shakespeare tomorrow. Scandalous! Very interesting conversations occur in the English room, between two people. They get so tired they have to lean on me to rest their weary bones. Now what if I would fall in, oh! they would fall in, toog but what would they fall into? Well it's hard to tell. -Velma Evans, '23 A Soliloquy of the Clock I think everything is one-sided. Here I am, hung up on the wall to be looked at by every one. Then once in a while, when I'm not feeling well and slow down on my work, Mr. Lehner punches my face with the yard stick. Consequently everyone laughs and thinks it's funny. Sometimes the janitor lets the fire get low and my hands get cold. Then's when I feel like saying, Good-bye, cold world, and ending it all. -Orton Haupt, '23 Page 58

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YIKER I. soon find out the difference. It is Prince Stuart. He will smile and say, Hello, and then allow you to pass on by. A few feet from this tree you will meet a fairy, the Lady Marcia, whose face will tell you what a sweet, kind-hearted creature she really is. A tall slender fairy Queen Reggie, will be with her. Each will give you an apple. Bring the fruit to me. , The maiden departed and soon returned with the fruit. The witch eagerly seized the apples and took a bite from each one. Sud- denly the maiden was surprised to see the witch take the form of Lady Dot. Lady Dot explained to her what had happened, then told her how to find her way. She was so happy that she gave her the title of Lady Marvel, and she also told her that she would soon meet her future husband. Now all this came to pass, Lady Marvel met Sir Zeb, a noted knight of the Basket Ball team. They fell in love at first sight so they with two others, Sir Haupie and Lady Ethel, eloped, taking a preach- er, D. Chavers, with them. They were married while flying over the fiourishing town of Marshfield in a large airplane, called Old Betsy. Lady Dot returned to the castle of her wicked uncle, Sir Georgia. One day she escaped from the castle with Sir Horton, the Prince, and after many thrilling adventures, while Horton was trying to drive the great Rolls Royce with one hand, they reached the castle and there they were married. And so they lived happily ever after. -Vera Byers, '24 . The Wise Heads When the Freshman class of twenty-five Entered this school they were very much alive. They looked to the Seniors so dignified, And by all the rules they did abide. We chose our colors of Purple and Gold, And we made a good choice so we are told, At any rate the basket ball team Has to hand it to us for their color scheme. Some weren't able to distinguish D. S., Algebra, Latin, English, A few thought it all quite foolish and tame, By demerit slips they were put to shame. Of our social functions we can boast- A taffy pull and two Weiner roasts, And the ones who came February tenth To our Valentine party do not repent. Ancient History's a thing of the past, But in future pages will appear at last In spite of facts also tradition, Names of Sophs with fired ambition. -Edna Reese, '25 -Grace Byers, '25 Page 57

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'QPIKEZR A Wandering Mind Well, I must get this old Latin lesson. I think it is entirely too long for a Freshie. I suppose the concert will be good tonight, and that the girls will have on stylish dresses. That was a fine dress that the girl wore, the last number. We have to decline suus-a-um in full. Suus-sua-suum-sui- su- ?-Oh, what is the rest of it? I wonder if the C. I.C. is having a good time at their party and I would like to know what they are doing. Suae-sui-suae-su--I expect my table runner will be dry by tomorrow so I can roll it up and take it home. Suo-suum-suam, suum-suo-sua-sua-su. Well, I'll have to look at the declension of bonus-a-um. I wonder if Louise Pfeifer has her lesson, if she has, is it right? I suppose she has it for she usually does. Suis-no that's not right. I can't work that twenty-fifth problem in Algebra and I'll have to ask Mr. Lehner to help me at recess. I am as far as suorum-suarum-suorum-su-I hope Miss Daniel will let us sing some new songs today. I would like to know what Miss Hughes will say in Latin class. She is usually wound up when she comes to class and she generally has a lot to say. Suis-suis-suis-su-Gee, I wish I knew what that girl is say- ing to Miss Kelley and what Miles is looking at behind the piano. It must be terribly funny for he is laughing so about it. I don't see why Miss Hughes called vicus we cuss for I al- ways want to say it everytime I try to say vicus. Gee, I wonder if I'll get a note from Woody today. Kinda wish he'd take me a ride, but I wouldn't want anybody to know that I wished it. Suos-suas-suos-no, sua-su-I hope there will be a large crowd at the Basket Ball game tomorrow night. I wish we could win. Suis-suis-suis-there I have that old lesson completed! Oh! boy, ain't it a Grand and Glorious Feelin'! -Juanita Chandler, '26 Bluffs There are many kinds of bluffs. For instance, the geographical bluffs, a hill along the river or creek, like the ones at Hanging Rock. There are Basket Ball bluffs who think they can play, but can't and people feel sorry for them. There are class bluffs, the worst bluffs of all bluffs. They usually think they can get by with anything. Some of them are like other bluffs-they are steep and rocky. Most teach- ers admire a good bluff, but the strategy of this said bluffer, is usu- ally discovered. My advice to the West Lebanon pupil is to avoid such attempts. -Margaret Hamar, '23 ' Page 59