Woodstock Academy - Spire Yearbook (Woodstock, CT)

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When the bell rang, I stuffed my trash In my bag and grabbed my books and started to walk to Chem. lab. Hey, wait you forgot your notebook, Jason yelled. Oh, thanks, can’t lose that. Urn are you doing anything Friday? Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies?” This was finally the moment I had imagined for a longtime. I was going to go out with him. We were going out together. Me and Jason Mathieson! 13 Making The Move Jason Mathieson. My mind was always on Jason. But right now I sat in English class waiting for the bell to ring for first lunch, with Jason. I was listening to my teacher explain the Shakespearean Theatre when suddenly, out in the hall stood Jason. I looked up and he was standing there, waiting for me to see him. He smiled, and I smiled and waved back. Vivian! Attendez! My teacher yelled at me, shutting the classroom door. In the lunchline, I made my way through trying to get to Jason. Jason, could you pass me a bagel?” I asked, giving him my sweetest smile. ”1 suppose I can manage that, flirted Jason. We walked outside together, joining our friends who were talking about the Rambo movie. -P.W.

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Making Decisions .. In high school we are called upon to make decisions. Decisions that will effect us the rest of our lives. At times the pressure is high, sometimes you just have to relax and have fun to survive. That is what growing up is; making unreasonable decisions. Should I go to school today? Should I take a shower? Should I part my hair down the middle or on the side? Should I kiss on the first date? It all starts when you are very young. Grown-ups are always asking, What do you want to be when you grow up? And you usually answered, A cowboy! or A ballerina , and your parents smile. As you get older, they’ll try what I call the sneak approach, and say something like, Twenty years from now, what do you think you’ll be doing? What really gets me is when you answer their silly questions; Mom, Dad, I want to be rich, famous, and single. I want to be older. Boy do they flip out. I don’t understand why, after all, you've made some kind of decision. A lot of unreasonable decisions are made in high school. Classes, friends, parties, colleges and careers. I really do find it hard to believe these are the best years of my life. Last year. I spent a whole morning in a musty room, filled with women, and jocks, trying to decide which little dots to fill in. Then there was the college decision. After that I had to decide what was to be my major. I still have yet to decide if I will skip the last day of school or not. what to wear to graduation, who to invite to my party, and how to say good-bye to my friends. Uggg! What's next? •H.G. 12

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MAKING OUR HISTORY Who is that? This is a question which many students may soon be asking each other when the old portraits from the White building attic are restored and hung in the Old Academy Hall. Sitting in a classroom with as much history as room 100, the Old Academy Hall, often inspires one to think of what this same place was like almost two centuries ago. What people sat here an what was this room used for? Stories of past headmasters, of buildings that are no longer in existence, or about the dormitory room that is now the room in which you have English, makes students more aware of the vast history behind the Academy and evokes a certain pride in attending this school. The many rooms of the White building and the Hall gymnasium, as well as the common on which we have gym classes and the campus on which we eat lunch, all have been part of the Academy for a very long time and can make a student feel honored to use them. 14