On the day of September 26, I was assigned to this "beat". Following the usual procedure, I asked CINDY FLOWERS, Office Assistant, if I might see Mr. Stockard. I was informed that he was "busy right now", with a knowing nod in the direction of two worried looking boys standing to my left.

   I sat down, resigned to a nice long wait. But no one is idle for very long in the Front Office, so I was soon sent running errands. Much to my pleasure, one errand led me straight to Mrs. Sory's office. She was up to her ears in absentee slips and making a long, involved telephone call. No story from Mrs. Sory. I left.

   Mrs. Allen and Miss Shiver wouldn't stay in one spot long enough for me to interview them, so I went in search of Mr. Bland. I found him -- just after the boy he was escorting to the clinic had deposited his breakfast all over the office floor. I've heard a good reporter will do just about anything to get a story, but at this point I wasn't feeling too well myself.

   I beat a retreat. Just as I went scurrying through the door, Miss Shiver called out, "Come back again sometime."

Girl Thursday 

   If you see a little brown furry creature in a coke bottle (without coke), please return to Mr. Ansley's room. It may be an adventuresome hamster with a taste for coke. Last week one of the thirsty little fellows reached the coke machine before being apprehended.

Judy Nichols

   After our experience around here at Glenridge we think Noah had more than two ants on the Ark.

WHO'S THIS TEACHER?

Our Mystery Teacher for the week is? His has dreamy blue eyes and teaches 8th grade math. For his slower students, he provides an old fashioned dunce's cap.

This teacher spends a good deal of time flirting with one of our more attractive female teachers, but one seems to get too excited about it. Incidentally, the students -- both boys and girls -- go for this teacher in a big way.
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   Monday, September 30, our band went to Harper-Sheppard Field to drill. We drilled for approximately thre hours, working on the formations for the half-time show at the Memorial game.

   It was one of the hottest days of the year, and during one of the halts the sun did it's dirty work. Sharon May, one of the clarinet players passed out. David Farr, with the assistance of the first aid kit, quickly brought her around.

   During another break we discovered another oasis in the form of a cruising ice cream cart. Was the driver ever amazed at the royal welcome he was given!

   But this relief didn't seem to help much. After we started to drill again, three more girls fainted. At this point Mr. Jennings decided to return us to the relative safety of Glenridge.

   Although it was hard, hot work, we all enjoyed the drilling. And we hope that you will enjoy the results of our work.
                        Carol Skelton  

   Any child can tell you what is wrong with today's parents; they think they know more than their children do.

Saturday Evening Post