~ Our First chapel ~
Can any of the Class
of 1919 forget our first morning in chapel? though we had
been told to come to school by 8:15, most every one of us
were then by eight o'clock. We were supremely happy, we
thought, for at last, we had become Freshmen in high school,
yet we were trembling with fear for the upper classmen had
told us that we were to give speeches in chapel that first
morning. At 8:15, Mr. Hiatt
rang the bell and almost simultaneously with the ringing of
that bell, an almost deafening noise began, and all of us
new students looked for awhile at our more experienced
neighbors in wonder that almost bordered on horror. It began
with a chord played on the piano, at which they yeller
"Polly Wolly". My, but we felt queer, for we did not know
the yell, so sat there conspicuous because of our ignorance.
Then they sang "Our Old High" and then there we resolved to
learn that ell and song or die in the attempt. Soon we took courage
and looked up. there was that august body, the faculty,
seated on the platform. As all was quiet, Mr. Hiatt
introduced the faculty and they all gave us
speeches. Miss Cash, our music
teacher, sang "Miss Mary" for us, and we all thought that we
would like to take music from her if we ever joined the glee
clubs, and we were not disappointed either. When Mr. Hendrix was
introduced and spoke, we could tell that he was interested
in us all by his peppy talk about our coming athletic
season. Miss Michaels made a
quiet, friendly talk, and we could not tell much about her
at the time, but we found later that we had a good D.S.
teacher. Miss Roseberry, we
were certain that we liked, for she talked to the Freshmen
before chapel, so we hardly felt as friendless as we would
otherwise. Mr. Matherly told our
boys that he expected to have good manual training class, so
we thought from that, that we were not altogether
hopeless. We were interested in
Miss Lear, and knew from the first that her classes would be
interesting, and that she would help us get a start in the
high school way of doing things. Miss Light was
entirely new, for unlike the others, we had never seen her
even on the street going to school. Yet after she made her
speech we thought that we would like her, but we feared that
she expected too much of our bunch of Freshies. In fact we expected to
get along with the whole faculty, and as a class, we did.
they were not half as awe inspiring as we had thought that
they would be. when they had all
finished their speeches, we expected to hear a dry of
"Speech from the Freshies", and we were relieved when after
various announcements no speeches were called
for. when we marched from
the assembly hall, to our various class rooms, it was with a
fear that we would surely go to the wrong room or at a wrong
time, but like we got through chapel, we somehow got through
our classes.