Yeshiva University High School For Boys - Elchanite Yearbook (New York, NY)

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with great hopes for the future. As the days go by, however, we find oui' interest slowly waning. Vllell, that's life for you. During the remainder of the term we come i11to frequent, most frequent, contact with our Registrar, Norman B. Abrams. llle often have conferences with him after absenting ourselves. legally or otherwise. The office always attracts us with magnetic pull. 'XVe are just about to conclude that life can be beautiful and go out on our first cut, when reports of wrathful repri- mands send us scampering back to class. Ab- sences, we find out, are carefully tabulated and checked. Some of us, smiling sweetly, manage to obtain the Open Sesame' to all classes, a real live admit signed on the dotted line. Others are suspended indefinitely for three and a half days. XVe learn fast, and soon are independent of the office in the matter of admits. The office, not a little surprised, begins to see less of us, not that we are much missed. Our English project is a success, but not so our chess and basketball teams. Oh well, we'll do better next term. XVe look around for the geniuses of the three year course and learn that they have separate classes. XVe lose touch with them until second term. Time flies on with incredible speed and before we know it, tests loom close on the rorizon. Don't bother us now, fellows. Hand us our cribs. XVe've got to study! SECOND TERM life have joined forces with the three year coursers and, once more in Mr. Orleans' Eng- lish class, elect Frankel and Yoshor for Presi- dent and Yice l'resident. XYe explore the mys- teries of a short story and become so engrossed, that instead of taking up Ivanhoe , we all use the Pocketbook of Short Stories. The English class becomes one seething cauldron of criti- cism, as we tear stories apart, analyzing them in respect to plot, character and setting. In fact, quite a lot of characters in our class plotted during this process. Mr. Orleans is the perfect narrator for the stories we take up. He also acts out all the roles in the story and it is quite interesting to see him accuse himself of various mischievous deeds as the villain, while also, in the role of the hero, making love to the heroine. Yes, no one can deny it. Mr. Orleans is a per- fect two-face. For the first time, we meet that eminent historian, Mr. Benj. Kronish, who is to teach us Ancient History. His course is unique inas- much as we do learn something about our Greek and Roman forebears. It can not be denied, however, that most of his course consists of quite modern history, in our case, in the form of a two man discussion on Conimunism be- tween himself and Israel Margolis, an upper termer. VVe are assigned reports and start scouting around for cheap second-hand ones, survivors from terms past. Searching for an- swers to Mr. Kronish's manifold questions, we find some disagreements between the book and the teacher, whereupon we are told to throw the book out the window. WVe do so and are hauled into court the next day by an unsuspect- ing pedestrian on charges of assault and cou- cealing deadly weapons. A change of atmosphere makes us hope for meshane inokom meshane mazol' as We switch from Lichty to Mr. Matz, but somehow it doesnt work out that way at all. 'VVS try to fig- ure out why he writes on a tiny obscure corner of the blackboard. Eulda and Berger, our two outstanding mathematicians, advance various theories, but none of them seem to be the right if

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,.i. no . - ns. cv and de:ide on inovies. The l-ane and kifilll are an influential factor in determining' our choice. 1 lnly alter it is Ulm late In hack out, Mr. Orleans tells us that we will have to write reports and criticisms after we see the shows. The hell startles us out of our seats and wits. .Xs we leave the classroom, we can't help hut notice the peculiar group of upper ter1ners standing in line along the hall, looking like a hunch of fugitives from a chain gang. It takes all kinds of people to make up a school, we figure, and start to cross the hall. Hgh l XYe are startled by the sudden activity of the line. Strong arins reach us. seize us, slain us against the wall, ignoring our inost violent protests. Xxvif patiently wait until a tall senior with a whistle stuck, like a cigarette. between his lips, coines over and indoctrinates us on the function of the Discipline Squad and all its regulations. XYith the wind taken out of our sails, we start searching fur Room 207 where Civics and llr. Shapiro await us. Hin, now where the heck is 207? .X benevolent looking upper teriner sinilingly directs us to the end of the third floor. .X hurried thanks and we race up the stairs and down the hall. 301, 301310. 3l2 . . . we wander all over the Hour. No 207! Off we dash. hack to the second floor and, looking carefully once inore. we finally succeed in Finding our Civics rooin. They can't fool US! .Xs we enter the rooin. we see most of the class already settled. AX gentle inurinur pervades the rooiii, as our classmates inquire into our past actions. Sud- denly a high-pitched nasal voice rings out in what, we figure, must he a direct quotation from Zoraster, Depp Dat Dawkingf' XYe are quickly t inside of a quarter of an hourj silenced by the realization that the short inan with the glasses and the gray, curling hair is our teache1'. NYe are introduced to rattles for the Shapiro Kle- tnorial l.ilnrary and learn the potency nf the two words. hut Doc. ln no tiine, we know all ahout the cash register, Illlllllblt and lotkes. ln exchange for lifteen hard-earned pennies we are given lihrary cards. civics notes and an assignment. Hur pockets considerably lighter and our hriefcase considerably heavier, we are sent on our way. XYhat's this? .Xre there two foreign lan- guages on the program? First we sit through a period of Spanish, only In he told we still have to go to Algebra. XYhere do they speak that lan- guage? Soon enough we learn the answer. as genial Mr. l.ichtenherg, the f1'CSlll1lZU1i5 friend. starts elucidating. XYith two dozen x's and yis clnttering up the lvlacklmoard in a inillion differ- ent coinhinations and powers, we are asked to help the poor salesinen. who, lmyiug bought 10 pounds of raisins at S.-l0 per pound and 15 pounds of almonds at 3.70 per pound. is in doubt as to what to charge per pound of a inix- ture of raisins and almonds. Hon' inuch before the almonds are shelled and how inuch after? Our ignorance of the inost fundamental aspects of inatheinatics is really monstrous. We decide to watch closely as Mr. Lichtenherg explains. hut, nevertheless. when a tire engine rushes clanging hy the huilding, all eyes turn with re- lief to the windows, This gives Mr. l.ichtenlj1erg a chance to apply inatheinatics to fire engines. lf live tires are raging and only three trucks trucks are availalnle hearing 17 inen . . . etc. etc. NYearily, we lose our interest in the roaring engines. .Xll except Carl Rosenberg, that is. who l'tt5l1C5 Utll ttf the room to follow the engines to the tire. Having survived the ordeal tif the first day in 'l'..X.. we find ourselves hoineward hound

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ones. Until one really smart fellow, figures it out. He does it because the rest of the black- board is covered with writing. His low mono- tone, von 'ahf axe plus von 'ahf vy makes tts chuckle. The marks at the end of the term, though, are nothing to laugh about. Mr. joseph S. Noble has us for Hebrew, which is definitely no enviable position. XVe spend three solid periods every Friday on every- thing but Hebrew. All we get are large doses of culture with a slight sprinkling of Hebrew poetry. Every now and then we say a special prayer on behalf of Mr. Nobles pending Dr. title. Finally he gets his D.H.L. So we try to get used to calling him Dr. Noble, but we slip up every once in a while. The sharp, handsome character dressed in the latest fashions, who has been teaching us Spanish, is Senor Paco QFrank to the unini- tiatedj Blume. He varies his teaching duties with a game of chess, and lets Fulda mark his tests for him. Fulda, arguing a point with him, waves his pen threateningly, and following the law of gravity and the arc made by Fulda's arm, the ink leaves the pen and settles on Mr. Blume's white shirt, tie, and sweater. Mr. Blume now wears this shirt, tie and sweater together all the time. He claims that the ink- stains on all three articles of clothing, make them a matching ensemble. Surprise! Fulda does NCT fiunk. He only gets 99.76 for the term's work instead of a hundred. THIRD TERM Dr. Noble is called away by administrative duties in T.l. and Rabbi Reguer welcomes us back, in his place, to Hebrew. -lack Roth, our class comedian, takes out a pen knife. as Rabbi Reguer challenges him to cot it out, beck dere. We start to learn iiialik by heart, and find Rabbi Reguer a demanding teacher who can't be fooled. Xlle think of ourselves as quite some scholars . . . until the final comes around. Some of tts become exempt, the lucky stiffs. The rest of tis have to sweat it out. XVe get good practice in histrionics by emot- ing The Merchant of Venice with a new English teacher. Mr. Orleans has left the school, Mr. Tauber is in Europe, and quiet. gray- haired and easy spoken Manny Bloom teaches us instead. XYe elect Frankel and Menzin as President and Yice President, and are begin- ning to feel important in school atifairs. XVe don't know who's running the class, Manny or Frankel. Every Sunday we have a class-pro- gram and Kostman is right in the groove, plug- ging his corny jokes. XYhenever there is some class business to be taken up, we interrupt the class-program or even Shylock's speech in a regular period . . . Manny starts feeding us his subtleties and it takes us some time to catch on. Once we do catch on, however, the class is in a continuous uproar . . . Triangles, circles and squares fioat around on the blackboard, as we enter the Geometry class, once again under Litchenberg's tutelage. Berger, Fulda and Rosenberg tthe s1na1't onej are the most popular fellows in the class. They mark the papers. FOURTH TERM Zoot-Suit Brender with the sharp ties and dull jokes gives us a short course in poetry and propaganda . . . The rest of the term is taken up by his witty 1'Clll1ll'liS, which absolutely slay us. Even though his father wasn't a glazier, he proves to be a great pane in the neck. Not that he is cracked . . . On the contrary, his skull is