Wilson Memorial High School - Hornets Nest Yearbook (Fishersville, VA)

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: Ere aoe eS 7 hn he Nae eN ee ee ee ee eee oe ee ae ae aaa ee f Sophomores OFFICERS VERNONSKOIBLER -¢)sscls's-o.f shoe ees dette eal aA ae ete President HELEN “BROWN: Bac ook Sede hed tp oe ae oe Secretary-Treasurer MEMBERS BOOKER, BROOKS 3ATEMAN, DAN BOWMAN, CURTIS COINER, EDGAR CUSTARD, JOHN CAREY, RUDOLPH COINER, MARION CULLEN, CARL COPPER, BOB GROVE, PAUL HOGG, BILLY KIBLER, VERNON LANNAE, LEROY RY DER ERNEST WISELY, RUSSELE RUSMISELLE, BILLY BYRD, JAMES COX, ROBERT KIGER, TED BUSH, BESSIE - BROWN, HELEN GROVE, WILHELMINA DUDLEY, KATHERINE HY DEN, RUBY HARDING, BLANDINE KIBLER, MARIE KENNEDY, EVELYN PARLER, MYRA ROBERTSON, FRANCES SIPLE, EDNA SPEER BAT Ey Ly ZIMMERMAN, IRENE GOODWIN, FRANCES TEN NUN oa :

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Junior History Al THE Junior gelass- 0 1929 230-sentered Woodrow Wilson High School in Septem- ber, 1927; as Freshmen. We were very ( proud of ourselves because we had at last reached High School. We considered ourselves just a little more im- portant than we were, but the upper classmen with a few lectures and other things, soon showed us the error of our ways. The girls had Miss Bryant as teacher, and the boys, Mrs. Davies. The following September found us no longer de- spised Freshies, but high and mighty Sophomores. We had our beloved Mr. Kimler as teacher. We lost some of our members in the two years of hard work, but our number has been augmented by the entrance of a great many new-comers to Waynes- boro. We work hard, but we still find time to join in school activities. We have as our instructors Miss Allie Mae Dickerson for the girls, and Mr. John V. Fentress for the boys. Here’s to our next year’s Seniority! —K. B. B.

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History of the Sophomore Class School in September, 1928 as Freshmen, and the President of the United States couldn’t have felt any bigger than we did. After passing through the halls a few times, and facing some of the upper-classmen, we were made to feel very small. The particular upper-classman that floored my ambition was Raymond Hunter. He stood six feet ten inches in his stock- ing feet, or at least that is the way he looked to me. He flung me into the Freshman room, and forthwith came thirty-five other boys to stay there the rest of the year. The girls landed in Miss Bryant’s room, clear across the hall from us. We soon got into the routine of the school program, and learned very shortly that the life in the High School would be very much as we ourselves made it. After a few days when we would be standing in the hall, an ugly Sophomore would approach and herd us into the basement. It is not necessary to put down in history what took’ place. Suffice to say, we shed our first coat of green and came out wiser and better Freshmen. At the mid-term examinations, we all made grades we were not ashamed of. After this, we presented a play “Which One Won.” Several weeks later, we held our Declamation Contest, in which Marie Kibler won the Girls’ first prize, and Vernon Kibler won fi rst prize for the boys. On September 16, we came back as Sophomores. There were about forty pupils in the class, and it is believed the same forty will carry on in the next two years of High School. eV kK.