Academy of the Holy Angels - Echoes Yearbook (Fort Lee, NJ)

Page 91 text:

5 G vital 4 6 EcHoEs a 'J,5f 5555 5 1 9 2 fs 1 luuuu un nn: :VD sr ! ' 3 'Zi , Equality Will some one please explain to me, 'Cause some one sure must know, When did the man get in the moon? It wasn't always so. If you read your Greek mythology, You'll see very clear therein, They call the moon Miss Luna, They don't mention any him, Now, I'll grant the sun is Phoebus, And that's a man's real name, But to have two men up in that sky- I think it's just a shame! Now, ladies, don't be backward, Let's make the fact quite plain- The men may have the daytime If they put Miss Luna back again But if they still persist in having A man up in the moon, We'll put old Phoebus on the run, And place a lady there right soon -MARGARET EISENMANN 28 87

Page 90 text:

G Z. -Q., 4 4 ' 5 ! W xxx .HH . u,.x Q Eci-lor-.Ls 4 1255, 5 1-9-2' S Q f glam, : n xogsx Rf. ru llllllllllllllllllllllll LCQ'-f'C?SF4Q Y?gf fj 'if-J., 'Qf .a, S1'4.4 swnxx . nnmnnuwww What an XfRay Photo of an Average Senior's Brain Might Reveal Latin: A faint recollection of the names of Cicero and Caesar, a quickening of the gray matter Cdue to more vivid recollectionj at mention of Virgil and Aeneas. Declensions and conjugations seem to have slipped through the sieves entirely. English: Caesar Cor, was that Latin?j, Et tu, Macbeth? Philosophy: Plato, Aristotle, Socrates? Oh, yes! Their beliefs and teachings? Er- Well, does it matter? Ethics: Mental Reservations! They might come in handy sometime. History: Parliamentary Law, 1942, andiand-well, anyhow, 1492. Algebra: Faint recollection of x's and y's. Never could understand Why they didn't use other letters. So inconsistent using the last ones of the alphabet. Then, why didn't they use z, too? French: Marchons! Marchons! Spanish: Buenos tardes! Adios! -GRACE M. CHRIST, '28 Room Sixteen There is a room in dear H. A., It's known as Room Sixteen, It really is a classroom- The nicest you'Ve e'er seen. Within that room are many things We never shall forget, And foremost are some lovely plants, And, juniors, keep them wet!!! Remember, too, this warning, grave: Those plants, don't dare to touch! They are the best in all the school And must be kept as such. Each year the Senior Class is warned, So, juniors, hark to this: Guard well the plants, and study hard, Then you shall live in bliss. -CLAiRE R. POHLY, '28 85

Page 92 text:

is Ecnoas , iff 1.9.2. 8 Q K ,K cg, ,gre sz e 5 R5 ru anna uuunuu 1-Fil, , 1 g , Mornlng The sun had not yet risen, Nor the birds begun to peep, But still we knew 't was morning, 'Cause they woke us from our sleep. I used to think the morning Was the nicest part of day, It still would be the nicest, If in our beds we'd stay. It isn't half so bad, you know, Once you're washed and dressedg The hard part is to jump right up- We call the bell a pest! When once vve're all assembled, Our eyes then open Wide, And by the time the Chapel's reached, We've surely turned the tide. Yes, truly, we all love the rnorng The sun which shines so bright, But, goodness, how we'd love to have A tvventyffourfhour night! 88 CLAIRE R. Por-ILY, '28