Wicomico High School - Tom Tom Yearbook (Salisbury, MD)

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FACULTY Clarence H. Cordrey, A. B. Principal Mildred W. Pope A. B. Alice Killiam A. B. English Mathematics Ida Morris Mathematics Alma Lankford Latin Hester Sexton English Mary Wilson A. B. Mathematics and English Helen Nock A. B. History Lois Bloxom A. B. Latin and French Ruth Adams Commercial Charles 0. Garner A. B. Physics Helen Porter Commercial Daisy Chapman Chemistry and Biology Elva Siieek A. B. Art Vaughn Jacobs Science Claude Schwartz A. B. English and History Ruth Powell Home Economics Susie Maloy Manual Training 12

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FACULTY POEM Dear teachers of Wicomico High, We dedicate this poem to you, So you won ' t forget as the years roll by The Senior Class of ’22. Of course Mr. Cordrey takes the first seat For in American History, he can’t be beat. Even the study hall obeys his will When he raps on his desk, and says, “Peace, be still.” Did you know Miss Bloxom could parlez-vous With a french fried potato or an oyster stew? In French and Latin, no one is wiser Than Miss Lois Bloxom, our class advisor. Whether it’s blowing or whether it’s snowing Miss Ruth can keep the lunch room going. With her strong will power and strict rat law When she issues an order, we dassn’t say, “Naw.” Now Miss Wilson whom you all know Is always ready and on the go, She teaches history with all her might, And dances almost every night. Mr. Schwartz is an English teacher Who gestures and talks like a Methodist preacher. He teaches all who come his way Just how to write and what to say. In Chemistry and chemicals, Miss Chapman takes delight, She studies science all the day and dreams of it at night; The secrets of the ocean and the secrets of the land Are held, by her great knowledge, in the hollow of her hand. Now Miss Killiam though her name sounds cruel, Is one of the best teachers in this school. She teaches Geometry and also Trig. Which proves, you see, that her brain is big. As you all know, without a doubt, Mrs. Pope puts poor English to rout. When she draws near, why then you see The murderers of the King’s English flee. If you want to know what the Freshies do, Ask Miss Lankford in Room 2. She’s civilizing ’em by keeping ’em quiet And feeding ’em on a Latin diet. And there’s Miss Sheek, who’s lost her heart To drawing and painting and all kinds of art. Neither a winter’s snow nor a sunset sky Ever escapes her artistic eye. 14