Maturity Journal - April 2021 Issue

Maturity Journal
Page 22 april 2021
favorites. One of the boys in the class
was named Frank. He was a genius
at those problems. However, when
it came time for the State Math
Contest I outscored Frank on the
qualifying test and won the opportunity
to go to Indy. I came in 7th
in the state. Upon returning to class
on Monday, the teacher informed
me that I should have let Frank go
because he would have won!
One of the English teachers was
a real delight. She had brilliant red
hair and dressed like a beauty queen.
I had taken all the required classes in
English but she taught a class called
Speech. Naturally I took that one as
an elective. She was very thorough in
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trying to make us speak properly. She
also led a group from her class called
Dramatics. What a delight it was to
perform under her supervision for
the entire school in the auditorium
during “activities period”. I remember
the year that the Dramatics
Class memorized and presented the
Preamble to the Constitution for
the entire school assembly in unison.
And, of course, we had the
National Honor Society that awarded
their membership to persons who
were voted on by the other members
in your classes with the final
vote coming from the teachers. I
did not make it during my junior
year, but by my senior year perhaps
the teachers and students had a bit
of pity on me, because I did win the
honor that year. I was also voted into
the Thespian Society, which was an
award given to those who participated
in many artistic events.
One of the high points of that
time was when I could be in town
visiting one of my girlfriends and a
boy with a car would take us for a
ride around the court square, over
and over! If we could gather fifty
cents among us, it could be used for
several trips.
I did not have time to be bored
with school, nor did I ever lose interest
in the activities, even though I
was not able to have a rendezvous
after school at Eddies. I was envious
of those kids, but I knew that I had
a different life to live and that my
family depended on me. I know that
many of my friends who rode the
school bus also had similar obligations
at home. Maybe we missed out
on some things, but my life at Good
Ole’ BHS remains one of my best
Yesterdays Remembered. MJ