Westborough High School - Cotton Gin Yearbook (Westborough, MA)

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FACULTY IN THE TEACHER ' S ROOM Slowly, the teachers straggled into the Faculty Room. One by one they found a comfortable chair and settled down for a short nap before the eight o ' clock bell rang. Just as they began to doze, Mr. Kaplan burst into the room. The teachers sat up abruptly and rubbed their eyes, trying to focus on his bright green sweater. Mr. Kaplan declared he had heard a wonderful joke over the weekend which he would like to share with everyone. He ignored the grunts and started to describe in minute detail a barroom scene. At first, the teachers listened attentively. They sat with their hands folded, and every so often they nodded their heads. But as Mr. Kaplan ' s voice started to grate on Mrs. Boyle ' s nerves, she searched for something else to keep her busy. She hoisted her rather large black purse onto her lap. Flipping open the flap, she plunged her hand deep into its black depths. She just knew she had a Cert. As Mrs. Boyle continued her search, other teachers became restless. Mr. Markvenas rapped his pencil on the table a few times, and Mr. Cerasoli who recognized the rhythm started to sing the opening bars of Hello, Dolly . Across the table, Mr. Heckman passed a confidential note to Mr. Scenna. Sneakily, Mr. Scenna opened the folded piece of paper. He smiled devilishly and passed the note onto Mr. Vital. The three men looked at one another and giggled uncontrollably. Some teachers were not so lively. Mr. Pappazizis rested his head on his hand and licked the corner of his moustache. Mr. LaBrie found a tag on the inside of his jacket and read its cleaning instructions in all six languages. And Mr. Trahan doodled on the edge of a student ' s essay. After seeing her friend ' s pictures of a Christmas tree and flying saucer, Mrs. Morrel felt she had every right to make out her grocery list. Mr. Kaplan droned on. Mr. Sharpe whipped out a piece of paper and eagerly asked Mr. Juszunski if he wanted to play Hangman. But Mr. Sharpe tore up the paper when Mr. J. used the word Shorty . Other teachers blew their noses, reapplied lipstick or corrected exams. The hands of the clock ticked closer to 8:00 AM. Finally, Mr. Kaplan came to the punchline. He was in the middle of the last sentence when Mrs. Boyle shouted, I found my Cert! The other teachers, seeing it was almost time to start the schoolday, picked up their brief cases and canvas bags. As the bell rang, they all headed out the door. Mr. Kaplan promised he would finish his joke at the lunch table. 18

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■ To the Class of 1986: Thoughts of circles: Doughnut holes; circumference; radius; points equidistant from the center; Town rotary; rotary in front of school. Pebbles in water and ever-widening concentric cir- cles; and the circle of friends, too, is ever-widening. Go to Fales or Hastings, become tangent at Arm- strong. Arrive at the High School — four classes and again a widen- ing of the circles of friends, both peer and faculty. The circles contract: Senior Pow- er. Our Senior Play. The Yearbook staff — running around in circles meeting deadlines! Our Gradu- ation on June 1 — the closest cir- cle of all. Then the circles will expand to include jobs, further education, new friends. May the new circles be both rewarding and fulfilling, but, if sometimes restrictive and difficult, perhaps the optimist ' s view of the lowly doughnut will help to keep a positive out look for new circles to conquer: As you ramble on through Life, Brother, Whatever be your goal. Keep your eye upon the doughnut, And not upon the hole! Good luck, Class of ' 86, and Goodbye! J. Robert Vail Principal TO: THE CLASS OF 1986 It has been a pleasure for me to work with this year ' s Senior Class over the past two years. As Acting Assistant Principal, I have taken on the task of my two jobs (Coordinator of Physical Edu- cation, Health and Athletics also) with the same enthusiasm and concern that Mr. Kirby always showed for his students. Best of Luck to all members of the class of 1986! Coach Mewhiney THE CENTER CIRCLE