Auburn Adventist Academy - Rainier Vista Yearbook (Auburn, WA)

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WESTERN WASHINGTON ACADEMY 1928 Page Twenty-one

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1928 THE MAGNET Salutatory ’ P ARENTS, Members of the Board, Teachers, Classmates, Juniors and Friends. In behalf of the Class of 1928 it is my privilege to extend a cordial welcome to you this evening. We are glad that our four years of academic work has been completed, yet sadness accompanies our joys in the thought of leaving our school home, and above all, the many friends whom we have learned to love. Four short but eventful years have slipped by since the Class of ’28 joined the ever increasing ranks of those who entered upon the golden, privilege-laden school days here at Western Washington Academy. The years spent here have given us a new vision of life. Longfellow has said, Life is real, life is earnest and the grave is not its goal.” Especially to the Christian do these words have a greater significance for life is a more vivid reality when Christ is brought into partnership. As one writer has well said, Life, like the waters of the seas, freshens only when it ascends toward heaven.” So as expressed by our motto, we, the Class of ’28 want our lives to freshen the lives of Others.” Dear parents we love you. Our debt to you is great. We assume it as best we can, but who can ever discharge a debt of love? Words fail to express our ap¬ preciation for what you have done for us. Many of us have been able to continue as an answer to your prayers, and we pray God will richly reward your labors. Members of the Board, we appreciate the faithful services you have rendered to our school and for your excellent judgment in the selection of our faculty. To the Members of the Faculty we wish to extend words of appreciation. Such steadfast loyalty in our behalf will forever be an incentive for further success. Yours is a loyalty born only of divine purpose, a purpose to teach us faithfully to follow our Master wherever His service may call. Classmates, many times we shall look back to the four happy years we have traveled the road together. To-morrow our paths must part. Whether we shall ever meet on this earth again, we do not know. And now as we are about to enter our various schools of preparation for a larger work may our Heavenly Father ever guide us. Now to you, dear Juniors will fall the mantle of Senior responsibilities. Guard well your trust. Where we have failed we know that you will succeed. And to our Friends we wish to express appreciation for the interest you have shown in us as evidenced by your presence here to-night. May such a spirit of friendship as we have found in you ever be found in our paths. May the Class of ’28 ever live true to its aim Nothing short of the highest” and give of our best to the Master. Again we welcome you all and thank you for your presence here to-night. BLANCHE PITTS Pdge Twenty

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1928 THE MAGNET Class Poem ’28 A daring knight, in silver clad, upon a jet black steed Rode forth one night—nor thought of danger stayed, His brave young heart thrilled with the thought of conquest still unfound And through the angry storm, was unafraid. He met his foe, and long and furious the duel raged Until fatigued and faint he almost fell, But ah, just one short moment more and he the victor stood Above the vanquished foe, his praise to tell. Like him we too have ridden forth to meet a maddened foe, Like him we’ve met and struggled long, and fought, Like him we’ve won! And still we follow in his noble path Since we have gained the prize for which we sought. For after victory, unsatisfied, the knight rode on In search of other conquests, other foes. And so like him we dare not pause with heart content to stay But must press op ’ere we our ardor lose. Beloved Parents, ’tis to you we owe our deepest gratitude, ’Tis you who o’er these happy years, now past and gone, Have hoped and feared and wished and prayed and still through all loved on ’Tis through your love and for you that we’ve won! Dear Teachers, you deserve the thanks we bring to you today, ’Neath that first blow we’d fallen but for you. Your cheery smiles and friendly words have guided all the way, ’Tho we must leave,—you’ll find us each true blue! Schoolmates, think not that in these days of planning, work and fun You are left out, with not a single share, Ah no! And after we have gone from these beloved halls In memory’s vision oft we’ll see you there. Classmates, this day is given to us by God’s own mighty h and; Its hours may bring us joy or woe untold, Our future now is fashioned by our own young trembling hands. Oh, may we sense the wondrous power we hold! This day let us more firmly place our feeble trusting hearts Within our Father’s mighty arms, nor fear— And follow on, where he may lead, in sweet submissiveness Until his rich, “Well done, my child,” we hear. —Doris Libby MOTTO Others” COLOR FLOWER Old Ivory and Lavender Tea Rose AIM Nothing Short of the Highest ” s- Page Twenty-two