The sophs invade again
1970
retyped by Aarial
His books are heavy. Those big kids make fun of him. Yes, the sophomore’s plight is tragic, but, really, he is a lovable little fellow. However, there are a few cases when everything but love is shown to the tenth grader. When that sophomore stepped into a mud hole at the stadium band practice, the upper classman laughed. If only that sophomore knew of the embarrassment the older ones suffer because of his miscue. Ha!
Everything isn’t all that bad! Some teachers, bless their hearts, have devised good ways to welcome the new sophomores.
Mr. George Iseminger has songs like “sister sue” and “ latitude, longitude” for chorus sophs.
They stimulate the sophomores to use their little heads.
Mr. Karl Rogosch and Mr. Darrell Lake have fun teaching the youngsters how to march. Some sophs in band can’t walk left, then right.
Mr. Rogosch, loving them down deep, cures them with an individual demonstations.
Several of the sophomores learn the location of the office because of all those tardies.
A few don’t know where the lunchroom is and what to do there , if chance they should find the right way.
All in all, their first few days are so miserable they think man am I going to be dead at the end of the year!”
Are they ever wrong! The weary little sophomores return the following year as the know- it -all juniors
