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

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Mr. Leibel: CIn a calm dignified tonej Josephine, you will order my troops to attack England and then . . . C He is interrupted by Mr. Gendell who stuffs his hand back in his mouth.J Mr. Sobel: I can't talk with my heart and all, but last time I had to send the whole g . d . m bunch of them up to the office for cutting. Mr. Abrams: If a boy cuts I suspend, him indefi- nitely . . . Rabbi Weinbach: for three days. Mr. Abrams: And I call for his mother, his father and . . . Rabbi Weinbach: one of his par . . . Mr. Abrams: That's enough of that. Mr. Wollman: C in an apologetic tonel They're all nice boys. fthe other teachers stare at him amazedl Why I couldn't sleep last nightbecause I gave Bobbie a 99 and he deserved a 99 and a half. '21 A-r gif.,- Mr. Breinan: You're too lenient with your marks. Why just the other day I gave a boy three dots for playing tic-tac-toe during class. Mr. Abrams: If you can't come to a decision soon I will be forced to turn the entire matter over to Greer. CAt the mention of Greer's name a look of revulsion spreads over the faces of the teachers. They begin to talk all at once and gesticulate wild1y.D Voices: Greer . . . Not Greer . . . Get out! . . . pitter patter, pitter patter . . . Sing him a hymn . . . what hymn? . . . him. Chickee the Gootch- . . . Vdufdx . . . squawk . . . whistle . . . close your books . . . tap tap . . .daddy I want the keys to the teachers room I have to get my mail pouch. Mr. Abrams: Gentlemen, control yourselves. I know this is a drastic step, but I have my job to think of too. I will now ask for your final decision. Mr. Greitzer? cm

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I 5 ,V Q' V ' r u WX 1 N t i ami . X t ' i Can you tell me . . . '7 What! Talking? I'll give . . . you an . . . D effess! F X' g ,ffm x 1 1X x 1 l 5 s 4 and I'm not afraid of you c HQWW . , vffv X k X , ,I 7, y s- E. Mr. Cohen: flooking around on floor on hands and kneesj Has anyone seen my two pencils? I can't do anything without my pencils. Mr. Lichtenberg: Better ask George. Mr. Abrams: Please let's get this over with before someone else cracks up. I just can't take another day like yesterday.

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S I K :ESPN 1 iv N .-BH! ' ' 5 Mr. Greitzer: Well, if my thumb points in a positive direction and my forefinger in a negative direction, then my middle finger points upward and this indi- cates . . . tpuzzled he stares at his hand for a few moments and then with a shrug he concentrates on his Pipel Mr. Lichtenberg: Well in this case l would have to use du dv . . dv du - - -. .. I h ' - -V- V dx Udx no t ink 1ts U dx dx . . .or is it the integral of the arc cosecant alpha? . . . Where's George? Mr. Abrams: I think that now we are ready to cast our ballots. You will each write down on your slip of paper yes or no and after all the ballots are counted we will do what is written on mine. C The teachers take little slips of paper and begin to write. Just then there is a loud whistle and the cry This must be the place. The door bursts open and a number of orderlies with stretchers and strait jackets rush in. After a short struggle the teachers are quietly bundled up and carried out. As he is led away Mr. Leibel can be heard singing the Star Spangled Banner. The room is quiet and lonely. The floor and desks are littered with papers. The lights on the front of the stage go off and those in the back light up. They show an old man wear- ing a battered brown hat bent over a desk reading a wrinkled copy of the Times by the light of a desk lamp. A cat slinks across the stage in pursuit of a small grey rat. The scene holds for a moment and then the lights go out as THE CURTAIN FALLS J ,,. ,,,, . ' J K.. as ' X t,.. ...- x .N X , ,. s - 3 T ' Y 5 l 3 . 1 X ja X . , .X K?