Anaheim Union High School - Colonist Yearbook (Anaheim, CA)

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LITERARY THE SPIRIT OF THE FLOWERS Something had gone wrong with me on that Hne spring morning-from the very time when I sprang out of bed at 6 o'clock instead of waiting to be dragged out at 7:30. I can still remember how my alarmed mother anxiously examined my tongue, felt my forehead, and failing to diagnose my case, resorted to that infallible remedy that will strike terror to the hearts of all small boys to the end of time-castor oil. By pursuing this martyr-like course, I presumed to take upon myself certain privileges which my conscience Cand parental authorityj denied me on other occasions. To put it baldly, I played hookeyf' Not that I intended to when I started for school-in fact it would never have occurred to me if I had not met the Little Old Man. He was a funny little fellow in his quaint, bright-colored suit-he told me without a qualm that he was several thousands of years old-he didn't remember just how many. And yet he didnlt look old. He seemed to get an intense joy out of wandering around through the meadows and woods, and incidentally invited me to accompany him. I demurred at first, but it was no use-I followed him in the end. VVe walked for miles and miles, it seemed to me, before we sat down to rest in a cool, shady spot beside a small tinkling stream. I must have gone to sleep, for I can account for it in no other way-for the strange sight I saw, I mean. I lost sight of the little man, and soon forgot all about him-for seated on the ground at my feet, and peering at me through a mass of green foliage were three of the prettiest little girls I had ever seen. Now, I had no use for girls-in fact, I was accustomed to depart in some haste upon the discovery of the presence of one of this species. But these were different. They looked at me through huge golden eyes, and to my amazement I discovered that they had beautiful purple wings! My next thought was that they were angels, but who ever heard of angels with purple wings? Angels have white wings, of course, I said to myself. Then what were they? Ah! I had it! Fairies! VVhat a fortunate thought. I wondered if they could talk. YVhat are your names ? I asked, by way of breaking the ice. Violet, whispered all three simultaneously, to my intense surprise. To be sure, they looked exactly alike, but why any mother should name all three of her triplets the same name was beyond my comprehension. I started to question them, but they hung their heads bashfully and would not answer me. I was in a quan- dary for a moment. Then my boyish common sense came to my aid, and I passed on. How silly it was of that little old man, I reflected, to bring me out here and leave me. I told myself I was going back to school and behave myself. Then I saw the real angel. She was very tall, and dressed all in white with long golden hair. She possessed a pure, spiritual face the like of which I had never sgen. She didnlt look shy like the fairies. but looked at me kindly and smiled. I wondered if angels had names. My name is Lily, she said, answering my very thought. I 19 I

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EDUCATION There are reasons for going to High School as well as there are reasons for other things. But mainly we all have education in mind. It takes educated people to make the world. There is not one thing that can prosper without the knowledge of knowing how, Our fathers and mothers, the political people, men and women in every phase of life, who. for generations back, have gone to school and through the higher grades as they learned. The wider their knowledge the further they were advanced, and so on until we find that there is no limit in our chance to learn. It will always be that same way for centuries to come. We will be put in higher positions than the fellow beside us if we are willing. anxious and ready to learn. Our country is affording us every opportunity possible for our ability in progress. All that is needed now is the desire of all students to learn and succeed. CARE OF THE CAMPUS Stop! Look! Listen! You must he careful! Now that the days are so beau- tiful, many of you eat your lunch on the lawng he sure and pick up the papers. You, as a student-body, should take a whole-hearted interest in the beauty of your campus. The school board has been spending much money on the groundsg just recently they set out a row of trees on the east side. Now, it is your duty to see that nothing harms these trees-and that no trash be around. - . As First impressions are lastingf' you should want the first impression of visitors to be that of a beautiful and clean campus. Unless you have the hearty co-operation of the entire student-body, this will be imposihle. If everyone will do his or her bit, and pick up every piece of paper or waste that-one may see-and don't throw anything else on the lawn, the campus will be a thing of beauty and a joy forever. !18l

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