Woodland High School - Jewel Yearbook (Woodland, ME)

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T II E J TO TIIE SENIORS FROM THE SOPHOMORES By a Sophomore 'The senior class is stupid, The senior elass is dumb! Their greatest man will be a thief, 'lhcir richest one, a bum. The seniors all look dopey, You can tell when you see one. If I have to aet like that, I think I'll never be one. To get their diplomas 'l'hey'll come by on the run. But along with their diplomas 'l'hey'll get handed a gu11. They uscd to be in school, XVhere they'd work 'till tired, then But now they're in the Army, And they'll march until they drop. stop. So here's to the seniors, As they march to battle. What's that loud noise I hear? Someone's knees. they rattle. if it ii il ill COME ON, YOU GALS. JOIN. UP The senior girls wonder what they'll do When the boys are gone and school is thru. So this little hint we'll give them now Telling them what to do and where and how. In the last XVorld XVar the girls stayed home And promised to be true. But times have changed, they've now ar- ranged For the girls to go over too. From front-line action weihave the faction That wears the nurses' white. They work in the rattle and the roar of the battle, In the middle of the iight. E IV E Ii 13 Tho their work is tough, they never have enough, There were nurses in the heat of Bataan. They'll work all day for the U. S. A. And they'll do the best they ean. The Army has XVAAC's, the Navy has WAVES, The Coast Guard has its SPARSg On foreign strand, they'll wo1'k for the land Of the Hag with the forty-eight stars. These uniforms, blue, White, and brown, Tho' not the prettiest fashion IVill be behind our soldier boys When the Axis' gate they're erashin'. They all need girls and our boys need them, Both the Army and the Female Tars. So come on. you gals, and all join up. Help put Hitler behind those bars. Jack Shirley, '45 H- ll? 8 ilk Ml KEEP 'EM ROLLIN' If you meet a Hun or Jap, Keep 'em Hollin'. If they're rats or if they're saps. Keep 'em Rollin'. 'l'ain't no use to sit an' whine, If good luek's l10t on your line, Buy a bond and keep 'em flying, Keep 'em Rollin'. IVhe'n the weather grounds your plane, Keep 'em Rollin'. Though 'tis work to stay the same, Keep 'em Rollin'. S'pose you're feelin' like a sap Go on out and kill a Jap, Then let the Germans take the rap, Keep 'em Rolli11'. If you're feeling kind o' whiney, Keep 'em R0llin'. This time try to get a Heinie, Keep 'em Rollin'. Keep the Jerry's on tl1e run Try to set the Rising Sun, If you feel like groaning, hum! Keep 'em Rollin'. Max Libby, '47

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12 'I' II E J Rarely the government makes a mis- take in printing. When it does, these misprint stamps are worth a great deal for they are called back as s0o11 as the government discovers its error. For in- stance, in printing a 3-cent cerise stamp on which was an autogiro, the autogiro was printed upside-down. These stamps were worth ten thousand dollars each. Mounting, though simple, requires patience. After choosing a stamp, one finds in his stamp book the place for this stamp, then moistens a hi11ge, which is a small piece of waxed paper. glued on one side. Ile attaches one end to the stamp, the other he anchors firmly to the book. Thus, the stamp is on a hinge and one is able to lift the stamp easily without danger of tearing it. I was surprised to discover that some people collect not only postage stamps, but Christmas seals and internal revenue stamps such as are now required on tobacco, liquor, snuff, opium, and oleomargarine. Probably the most famous collection is that of President Roosevelt, who has spent yea1's in acquiring it, composed of stamps from all countries of the world. Patricia Aylward, 45 ll! I ll If ll TOIIGIIENING PROCESS IVhat are you guys sweating for? I asked of a gang of the boys coming in from the gym as I was going out. I was only out there about ten min- utes before I found out the answer. Af- ter going through duck waddles, Indian walking. bear walking, crouched run- ning, and just plain marshing, it dawned on my mind that I was sweating. After these few simple back-break- ing exercises came a surprise. We were going to scale the wall into the balcony. We all made it fairly well--going over the top by the seat of the pants, head first, feet first, or by anything the gang EXVEL at the top could get ahold of. Now the sweat was really beginning to pour. VVe went up the wall and down the wallg everyone did everything but walk upside down on the ceiling and I don't know whether that will be included later on or not. After such a workout, everyone felt pretty good. The next day though, you might see someone come up the stairs limping or sit down kind of gentle-like. It didnit take long to guess what was the matter with him. Right. He was out to the gym yesterday. 'I his training is as strenuous as any- thing we have ever had. But we can see the reason for it and we are glad to have a chance to get toughened up now. Ilfe may have need of it later on. Floyd Smith, '43 l I 1 U Q TIIE SENIOIIS IN 'I'IIE ARMY The senior class is smaller than it used to be, For Billie's in the Army And I4'rankie's gone to sea. 'I'here'll soon be many others To follow these two boys, And when the seniors all get fighting 'Phe-re will be an awful noise. And the war will soon be over, They will end it with a bangg They'll see Hitler pushing up the daisies And they'll watch Hirohito hang. There'll be General Butch and General Frog, And General Manzo too, f0f course they'all be generals, That's 'the senior class for youj. So if you wonder where they've gone When graduation's through, You'll find a lot in army brown And some in navy blue. Jack Shirley, '45

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I4 T II E-I M Y PONY l have a little pony ller color's brown and white And when she takes you for a ride She tries to give you a fright. She loves to have her own way And take you where she will. You have to pull the rein quite tight So as to keep her still. NVe have loads of fun with her, NVe take her out each day, And even when she's by herself She never runs away. She gallops right up to the door For cookies and some cakeg lf you refuse to give her some A noise she'll surely make. Of carrots too she's very fond She'd eat them by the peckg Of course we feed her just a few For fear she'1l soon take sick. And when We put her up each night It is no job at allg .Inst open up the stable door, She trots right into her stall. Constance Dodge, Grade 7, Age Xl ' .S 'x il Q:-s W4 12 C5 EWEL IF I NVERE AN EAGLE If I were an eagle l'd fiy to far-off lands. I'd throw blue vitriol in 11itler's face And set fire to Japan. I'd wing it over England And spy down on France I'd swoop low over Russia And snatch up Mussolini by the pants. I then would Hy back to the ll. S. A. And wink at Uncle Sam. I'd gently hover near his ear And say, K'Yon are a Grand Old Man. Helen Southard, '43 if it Y ll I THE FNKNOVVN SOLDIER 'l'here's an Unknown Soldier sleeping somewhere 'Neath tropic skies of blue, IIe went to fight his conntry's war Ilis life he could not save. 'l'onig'ht that boy is sleeping In an Unknown Soldier's grave. Helen Southard, '43 gi Nw . W5