Arlington High School - Stillaguamish Trail Yearbook (Arlington, WA)

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Here again was the Freshmens opportunity to shine! Truly we did shine. Arlington to he sure, did not gain the championship, hut men of '23 were among the foremost and our anticipation rose for next year. Why did the students look glum? Reason enough. Miss Kirk announced her intentions of leaving at the close of the year. We were powerless in changing her decision. So we gave a party and endeavored to convince her of our appreciation of her faithful and helpful services. The Gods favored us in that party; everything went off beautifully and soon we were prepairing to attend the commencement exercises of the Seniors. As we watched the suc- cessful results of their efforts our minds traveled to a time three years later when we should he doing much the same as they. Just as we had humped along in our first trip in the buses, so we now took our last, this time, however, with pleasant prospects of summer vacation to he spent in all manner of sports as a reward for our unceasing (?) indus- try of the winter, and pleasant thoughts of the approaching year from the standpoint of Sophomores. September, 1920. How different and how much more at home we feel than we did this time last year! Now we regard life through the elevated vision of Sophomores. We wonder if we ever looke d like the 1920 Fresh- men. Impossible that we could have blundered into the wrong classrooms or been frightened over stories and threats of the approaching mixer. Our num- ber is almost the same as last year, though several of the old members have been replaced by new, presiding officers being: Einar Botten, Matt Soper and Boh Wall. . Why do we seem to have grown during the last few weeks? Note the pleasure we take in wearing Sophomore colors and flowers. Ask the Seniors what we mean and why the large megaphone hanging on the wall displaying Sophomore colors which our mature judgments had now changed to blue and gold. (Let me also add here that the pink rose is replaced by blue and gold tulips.) Athletics were again in full sway and now as sophomores we upheld the creditable reputation won in the Freshman year. Nine Rahs for the Freshies! They showed their friendly spirit by is- suing an invitation to a party in honor of the Sophomores on the night of February fourth. All turned out and weighed their hospitality and found it by no means wanting. Here's to the Freshmen of '20- 21 who have proved themselves excellent entertainers as well as a peppy addition to the Arlington Hi. And now kail to the future of the Sophomore class, and may its honors jointly and of individuals he many fold throughout their entire careers as they have keen during the past two years, and may they always remember and profit hy their motto “Don't wait for an opportunity: make one. —MAY SNODDY, ’23 °0° 27

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