Westbrook High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Westbrook, ME)

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67ze Freshman Diargf Dear Diary: Sept. 8, 1947-Never in my life have I experienced such a day as this-my first day as a Freshman! From the day I was handed my promotion card in grammar school until today when I presented myself with my fellow classmates at the high school, I had entertained what I found later to be a false idea of how wonderful it was to be so important. This feeling was short-lived, for when I started to enter the building a strange and sudden feeling of unimportance descended upon me. As the day advanced and I consistently bungled my way from one period to another, my ego was at a very lob ebb. Let us hope, dear diary, this experience has taught me that we have to learn to play the small part before we attain the height of success. Sept. 18, 1947-We held our first class meeting today to elect our officers. As an example of my good judgment, everyone I voted for got an ofiice. Those whom we chose as our representatives were: President, Robert MacHardy, Vice President, Ned Marion, Secretary, Elizabeth DeWolfeg Treasurer, Gail McAloney. Dear Diary: Oct. 12, 1947-Well, I'll fix those Seniors! ! I've got my gown for the reception. Oooh! Its wonderful! When they see me in that they won't call me an insignificant Freshman. I'1l look much older and they won't know I'm a Freshman. That'll fix 'em good! Nov. 1, 1947-The football season has been on since the first week of school. Byron Dyer was the only Freshman who made the team. The basketball season is well under way, too. And guess what! Our class President, Robert MacHardy, made first team. Gee, I wish I could be an athlete like that! Dear Diary: Nov. 12, 1947-Oh,Diary, my wonderful plans got ruined! ! In the first place, they plopped a horrible green bow on my lovely blue gown, and in the second place, everyone knew I was a Freshman. fWasn't that awful?j But wait'll I tell 'ya! I danced - actually danced -- with a real-live Senior! Mmmmm! ! I don't know his name, but can he dance. I guess those Seniors aren't so bad. After all, didn't they put the dance on for us. Nov. 12, 1947-The long awaited event finally came. We managed to get there safe and dry in spite of the dreadful downpour. The upperclassmen soon had us marked as Freshmen with green bows. Then came our impressive entrance into the gaily decorated auditorium. How different we looked in that dress parade in our pinks, yellows, blues, and greens! Some of us hardly knew each other. Our well-known tomboys had at last grown up! Some of the boys looked rather uncomfortable, as though they thought they looked silly. Those who took part in the program were glad when it was over. Feb. 4, 1948-Just to show you sports aren't the only thing we excel in- get a load of this list of honor pupils! Elizabeth DeWolfe, George Jay, Lorraine Kneeland, Joan King, Beverly McMillan, Doris Noach, Richard Pride, Virginia Smith, Thelma Robertson, Clifford Thompson, Ann Verrill, and Alfred Wilson. What a class! ! ELIZABETH DEWOLFE, 'S 1, ALFRED WILSON, 'S 1, RICHARD PRIDE, 'S 1, DONNA ELL1s, 'S 1. Twvn ty-

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Che Sophomore Diargf' Dear Diary: Oct. 4, 1947-Today, we Sophomores trotted down to the auditorium to elect our class officers. Those happiest QPJ when sixth period came around were: Lewis Welch, President, James Hall, Vice President, Bruce Saunders, Secretary, Owen Rice, Treasurer. Oct. 27, 1947-A little bruised and battered, but still alive after football practice were the following players: Robert Peterson, John Sidebottom, Ronald Danie, Norwood LeConte, Richard Leighton, Arthur Stanton and Roger Berube. Nov. 21, 1947-Tonight I saw the school play. The Sophomore we're proud of is Barbara Neilsen. You did a wonderful job. Dec. 5, 1947-Basketball season has rolled around. Our stars are Walter Repete', Hanson QI wonder if he'll be another Gouziej, William O'Gara, and Robert Peterson. The girls who contributed their talents to the glory of W. H. S. are Ann Ritchot, Gloria Armentino, Barbara Chipman, Mary Caputo, Madeline Stevens, Myrna Milton, May Hill, Jackye Lemieux and Jeanette Bridgham. Jan. S, 1948-After a gala holiday, We returned to W. H. S. only to receive our report cards, the dread of all except Mary Emma LaMontagne, Madeline Stevens, Elizabeth Blanchard, Nancy Collins, May Hill, Anne Jensen, ,Pauline Maillet, Myrna Milton and Bruce Saunders, whose names appeared on the honor roll. Congratulations! Feb. 7, 1948-That so-called New Look has hit Westbrook High! Alas! Alack! What will the girls think of next? Instead of continuing the modern trend, what do they do but turn the clock back to the days of the Gay Old Ninetiesf' The girls of Westbrook High with their New Lookn of today are a facsimile of the Gibson Girl of yesteryear with her yards of laces, ribbons and bows. All you need now, gals, is a pair of high-buttoned shoes. To me the wonders of all wonders is why the old look has suddenly become the new. I see nothing fascinating about an hour glass figure. Why it's out- rageous when you stop and think of all the millions of people in the world suffering from lack of warm clothing that might be helped by the wasted materials going into these new foldj fashions. Of course, it is perhaps justified by being a case of the girls wanting to get some use from Grandma's old ward- robe which was stored in the big trunk under the attic eaves. Only the future can tell what tomorroW's fad of the Westbrook High girls will be. Mar. 9, 1948-It has long been the custom of the teachers of W. H. S. to appoint a representative to attend a meeting in the main room at one o'clock. In our class we have an exceptional young man who seems to be trying to keep that appointment permanently. He starts his day by coming to school late, and since it is Miss Bonville's practice to appoint all persons doing something out of the ordinary, he is usually selected for a week or two. If, by some chance, he happens to come to school on time and isn't chosen by Miss Bonville, he attempts to win the appointment from some other teacher by such deed of valor as putting snow on the radiator in Mr. Shaw's room or reading his Biology in English class. If his term nearly expires he usually finds some way of extending it. So anyone wishing to see him has only to stroll into the Main Room any day of the year at 1:00 o'clock-I'm almost sure you'll find him there. BRUCE SAUNDERS, '50, PEGGY HANNA, '50, LYMAN WOODBURY, 'S0. Tu fy-six

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HOME ECONOMICS Srulml: jean Lord, jean Frank, Evelyn Wfelch, Barbara McKeague, Nancy Smith. Yfamliug: Georgette Hebert, Barbara Knight, Elizabeth Mullen, Gloria Drinkwater, Miss Alice Cole Cpractice teacherb, Muriel Shaw, Barbara Casey, Mrs. Ruth E. Fairchild. O4 Page from the Diary Qf' cz Vzlsitor to the Home EC Room Dear Diary: Feb. 3, 1948-I Wish I went to W. I-I. S.! This morning my cousin took me to school with her and I explored. I glanced around the room and saw that each girl had a particular task to perform to get the breakfast ready. One girl was just taking the last pan of mufiins out of the oven and another was taking the cocoa off the stove. There were little tables near the stoves with doilies and dishes on them already for a nourishing breakfast. Oh! how I Wish I hadn't already eaten breakfast! While I was standing there enjoying all this, I was suddenly snapped out of my day-dreaming by a noise which came to me from behind another door. I opened the door and saw sewing machines all around the room. In this room, girls Were Working on different types of clothing. Some were making Gibson blouses, some were making pink chambray blouses, While other girls Were making black skirts. As I was Watching each girl work on her own particular choice of clothing, I suddenly heard a bell ringing. Everyone started to get up and leave the room and I soon saw other girls coming in with rulers and accounting books. These were Senior girls who were learning to keep household accounts. I Watched these girls very curiously. Soon the bell rang again and it was the end of the school day. I was very happy that I wandered into the Home Economics De- partment because I had enjoyed every second of it. Tw nty-eight