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

Page 20 text:

The first day of the 1 987-88 school year was tack- led with enthusiasm of summer-bored students and with anxiety from the freshman and new students. The seniors marched in singing a rip roaring cho- rus of Pomp and Circumstance, followed by a more civilized Louie-Louie. The multitude of hawai- ian prints and colors all clashed, but you could tell it was senior hawaiian beach day. Much too soon, the thrill was over, and we were back to our old routine. The freshmen were busy being confused, the sophomores were busy being happy they weren ' t freshmen, the juniors were busy wishing they were seniors, and the seniors were busy worrying about what to do after high school. The usual questions filtered through the hallway: Did you see her hair? He wasn ' t this good look- ing last year. My schedule is all messed up, when can we go down to guidance? Is there really a seating plan in study? Where ' s Room 401? But soon things got into swing as they always do. Freshmen learn the cardinal rules of being under- classmen: one uses the side-stairwells — avoiding the senior balcony, one walks against the wall in the hallways, one will get cut in the lunch line and will like it, and one will never ask an upperclassman for directions. Finally, the first day ends, and the students w ish it were still summer. They leave the school thinking only 179 more days to go, unless of course you ' re a senior. ABOVE. Snow in September? The confetti falls before the Grand March. Foreground J. McMahon, J. Watson, and L. Ma o.