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

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There were some students who actually got low marks because they did not know the work. After much debate the first unwritten law in the existence of our class was written. Lack of knowledge shalt not be an excuse for poor grades. Little did we know then, what great value the law contained. At first it was a bit difficult to get it in practice. There were some ethical students. How- ever, the boys from Salanter and Soloveitchik such as Schaffer and Perlmutter who got 95's and lOO's on the hardest of tests convinced them that a bit of rationalization could do the trick. Then, of course, there were some who were inexperienced and crav- en, but when they came to the conclusion that it was a matter of the survival of the fittest they became intrepid also. Brot and Korngold caught on quickly with the slide-away gyp sheet and the full-page reference notes. When it came to the Regents, there were some who felt that due to the declaration which had to be signed a line should be drawn. However, the en- vironment was so conducive lduring the examl that little bits of paper, always headed with the words Cram Sheets, just in case, started to crinkle and crackle. Only during examination were all quarrels forgotten, and the class merged into one united body in separable except by the Bronx Science prac- tors . . . Mr, Gendell taught us Art , the art of putting over your idea even if you didn't have one. This is necessary in order to be a success through life in general, and T.A. in particular. Merowitz excelled in his class. The potentiality of our class was first noted in the excellent attendence at intra-mural checker matches. Signs of growing politicians were seen when Baron and Parsons got appointed to the Committee to Investigate Water Fountains and the Lost and Found Committee. Finals were ap- proaching. , hgffjv I? gt Alf TES? 6.5.4-l fl V T mf-f . kg vf sf .K fjyf it ii to i I can still remember the agony the Yeshiva boys went through waiting to be called on by that iovial little man with the white beard who always happened to come around during the holiday season. Meanwhile, their counterparts in T.I. were sweating it out studying for their Bechinat Gemer. The week before T.I. finals, there was a mass migration to the dorm where out came the no-doz pills. After many sleepless hours learning a term's course in one night, the T.l. boys entered their exams with exams that had been given already, exams that were being given, and exams that were yet to be given and the always-handy reference sheets. A motion was made to adjourn for the summer. Passed unanimously. When attendance was taken after the sum- mer, quite a number of our friends were absent. Space Ship Waggerman, Ivy League Paley, Rocky Elburn and many more had left us. The first order of business was choosing a language. an 5. , 5 V 1. 5 Ti h

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Then , of course, during the two periods a week when we had our stimulating Art course, everything was pretty much under our control. Once in a while Mr. Sobel suspended the class, flunked everyone for the midterm, or called down Napoleon, but as a rule his behavior was deserving of an S-. When the usual question who's Dick Hertz came around, After searching everywhere, Sam Feder was nowhere to be found, ' When every innocent soul promised that he didn't know, Then Mr. Sobel knew that we were nothing but a foe. As I recall, the second year of Art wasn't quite as much fun as the first. Now let's see, first of all Soble comprehended the fact that everyone rubbed out the U's which he had given, and did the assign- ment over. This simply meant that everyone had to waste an Art period or two doing some art work. Then there were some new Sophomores who came into the school who had never taken Art l. Well, course, How the ---- can you do the second year,' to quote the dialect of our teacher. However, there are really no complaints. All of those times, when we ran up to his desk asking him to help us out with the work, or the times we had those airplane fights, or the time we sat shivering in the office be- cause of suspension, will remain longer in my mind then anything we would have leraned in a regular high school art course. Our Secretary the future Dr. Eck continued, Phys, Ed. was taught by Mr. Sarachek and Mr. Wettsteinf' My muscles still hurt from Sarachek's workouts and dodging his flying basketballs. I can still see pudgy Merowitz straining to touch his toes. Gym proved one thing: that some of us were taller lying down than standing up. The more pleasant of the triumverate of minors was music taught by Mr. Emery Grossman. I would rather see his Double or Nothing Game on television than the 564,000 Question. The epitome of ignorance was displayed dur- ing the first test given to our class. needless to say, if you didn't take the first year 1 l I

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Nobody could decide which of the three evils they should suffer with for two years. Leiter and his eager counterparts decided to take Latin, the Mother Language, so that they could better un- derstand their English studies. Penner and Zuckie however decided to take Latin to learn about the thrilling roman war adventures and orgies. The stu- dents who took French did so with the thoughts of Gay Paree in the back of their minds. Larry Kranes who took Spanish, bashfully admitted that he did so because he was unable to understand what his girl- friend was saying. Pl Rv Ish c--W HORN, , SHAYKSPIRE I U M 14197 .ML my Mr, Frankel's Biology course was very informa- tive........ On the first day, the boys frantically leaped through the pages of their textbooks hoping to find the answers to the questions Mr Schain had so blush- ingly evaded. Having learned a lot about nothing in General Science, everything we learned in Biology was completely new to us. We kind of lost a little bit of faith in the course when Mr. Schain's son won the top honors in the State Scholarship, thereby disproving the whole concept of intelligence being inherited. A great many students found it difficult to understand how a tadpole was able to change into a little frog and then a big one in so short a time. However, when one of the students pointed out that a human being changed in so short a time, Dave . . . Mr. Weinbach . . . Rabbi Weinbach, then they understood completely. 'A new teacher came into the school to teach Geometry. Mr. Berger was his name. Gee! We were really scared the first day Mr. Berger started his Geometry course. With that glow- ing gleam in his eyes he told us how he had given 5 per cent and 10 per cent to students in the trade school where he had taught before. His red pencil, slide ruler, and little dots, all seemed strange to us. As Sophomores we could not understand his complex marking system since it required a thorough knowl- edge of Solid and Analytic Geometry, differential and integral calculus. Since it was getting dark outside and there were very few of us who had davened mincha, Manny Goldblum suggested that we take a break for a few minutes so as to daven. After quarreling for fifteen minutes over who should daven, everyone agreed that Schneider was the right man. 2 - Scrcrrd A I' Q , V sg! gf- f , X f 5 1 X , f 1 . 1 x ' ' --J . .n, .Q ' Q ,,-3 '-5 r' ' lZ'i9'5.- , T?.L i ,.j:5:Q. '11, f.-,V--j, .1 L wi' -'