Anna Head School - Nods and Becks Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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have gained strength to go on. When we realize that we have suc- ceeded in scaling one height, we are confident of our ability to mount the second. In every new achievement we find our reward in the feel- ing of accomplishment, in the feeling that we have won. The Willow Widow In the center of the garden Standing, weeping, in her lace, Standing, sobbing, in the garden, Widow Willow hides her face. Sighing for her stolen gladness, Praying for its bounteous grace; Veiled from prying eyes, grief-stricken, Widow Willow hides her face. All day long, and all night long, Waiting, patient, in her place; Shrouded in a verdant mantle, Widow Willow hides her face. Riiea Radin, ’26. I 10 I

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 f f EDITORIAL 1 KM HE time is fast approaching when we, as Seniors, will pass the first great milestone of our school careers. The upward journey through the grades and through high school has been like a climb to the top of a great hill. We began as first graders at the very bottom, and the hill looked very high and very steep, but we were not discouraged. Aflame with enthusiasm for this new ex- perience, we resolutely set ourselves to the task of scaling the heights. The unaccustomed work was hard at first, but we gradually became used to it. Sometimes the path was rocky, and we stumbled and fell, but we always found courage to press onward. Sometimes the road was easy and pleasant to travel over. Then some would run far ahead while others kept a steady, even pace. At last we came to a little level spot where we paused to rest a bit. We looked about us and discovered that we had climbed more than half way up, hut that the steepest part was still before us. So we started on the last, long climb, and finally we have reached the summit—proud and happy. As we look back over our path, we find that the rocky places have been hidden from sight by the trees, and grass, and flowers. We can scarcely remember that they even existed. We think only of the pleasant places, and we are sorry to leave them, for they have grown dear to us during our travel up- ward. We are happy, too, happy in the knowledge that we have ac- complished what we have set out to do. Xow we look ahead and discover a new and higher hill. There is a path leading to the top of that hill, and we are going to climb it with the same eagerness and determination. For through the toil and struggle of our ascent we [9]

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