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Photo memories No breathing in English class
BOB WISEGARVER Lewistown High School Class of 1963
During our junior year in 1962 in the old Lewistown High School, my friend, Dave Watson, and I had several classes together. Two of them were English with Miss Mary Frankenberry, whose room was on the top foor, and phys. ed. in the gym, on the ground foor at the far end of the building. We only had three minutes between classes, so the phys. ed. instructor dismissed us from the locker room a couple of minutes early.
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Dave and I were close to arriving at our English class when he suddenly remembered that he had left a book report in his locker, located in the corridor near the gym. He sprinted down the two fights of stairs, grabbed the report from his locker and again climbed the two fights of stairs to the top foor.
I had arrived at the class- room. Miss Frankenberry was “standing guard” at the podium. She was an excellent teacher, but had a very strict demeanor. Dave made it to his seat on time, but was panting from the extra exertion. Miss Frankenberry looked at him and said, “Stop that infernal breathing!”
Everyone wanted to laugh but we knew better. However, at the end of the class, the hallway erupted in boisterous laughter once we had left the room.
