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andwiched om where in between th great
greenpea proletariat and the senior aristocracy is
that beleagured bourgeoise known as the junior
class. A junior is an individual who has thoroughly
mastered the intricaci of the Yonker High chool
hallway sy tem, ama ed a izeable number of cut
slips, eaten an average of 8.73 Landi Wedges, and
attended an averag of .007 football games. The e
prerequi ite are u ually filled by the eleventh year
of high chool.
ar the nd of ptemb r, all of the YH 1unior
were herded into the auditorium, ostensibly to hear
from th guidance office on college admi ion .
In t ad, they w re treated to a tirade on chool
pirit and their obviou lack of th ame.
They wer
al o inform d that there wa
" om thing wrong omewh re." Most agre d that
there was.
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The most s1gn1t1cant marvel of this year' junior
class
w;:~c;
its victory in the annual Yonkers High
School Float Parade. The vast labor force, compo ed
of about seven diligent junior engineers, spent
many hours sewing old sweatshirts on to chicken
wire. This skeleton crew swelled rapidly as zero hour
approached. The proceedings were enlivened by the
appearance of a nocturnal band of officious seniors,
who cackled fiendishly and made many crude re–
marks concerning the appearance of the "Roast
Gorton" masterpiece.
But noopmg nior proved to be the lea t ot
worrie . ince th junior trea ury i certainly not
known for it ov rabundance of funds, the real
difficulty lay not with as embling the float, but with
paying for the material . This wa accompli hed by
a variety of trange and devious means, uch as cake
ale , button ale , bead ale , and outright
mendication. Eventually, how ver, all of th d bt
were paid, and the trea ury now tand at the
record value of
91¢.