Mary Star of the Sea High School - Stella Maris Yearbook (San Pedro, CA)

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Memory Lane As I w.ilk down (he road o! Memor - Lane. VVf ve t ' xpenenced Ihe good limes as well as (he pain We ' ve had our hardships (hat (urned ou( for (he best, We ve alwa s seemed (o pavs that difficult test We shared our sorrow one bv one. The plans we made were so much fun W ' e set our goals and planned to reach the sk ' . How would we know ever thing we wanted would end up in goitd-bve We ' ve had our paths that once we shared. And at manv moments we really cared We ' ve helped each olher when one of us seemed sad. VVedidn ' ( reali e everything we wanted was ever thing we had Take me down beyond the reef, Where peaceful waters flow; beyond the reef of life, my friend, is where I long to go. Take me down beyond the bluff. Where gle.s freely fly; to roam within the puff) c I ond the crystal sky. ouds. Take me down to the waterfall. To cleanse the uncureable mind, the waterfall of life, my friend, the one 1 long to find. :«ii- ' «.Take me down ' ■ to the furnished home. Where peace is eternity; the furnished home of life, my friend, is where I long to be. — Ann Beth These past four years I ' ve had a chance to grow, to laugh, to cry, and learn what I should know 1 will always cherish the fun times I had, through the laughter and sorrow, and the good and the bad. Now the time has come for me to be on my own, I am no longer a child, I ' m supposed to be full grown . These lessons of life are many yet so few, there is so much to see, and so much to do. Looking back on what I have done, I reali e that my life has only just begun, and when I look back on my past, I wish those four years hadn ' t gone by so fast. — Michelle Courtois The road we travelled, was both long and wide, sometimes it was tough, but you stood by my side. Memories and unity, is what made this class the best, we were the ones responsible, for setting a good example for the rest. Our Freshman year was hectic, we were always pushed around, but in each individual, love and understanding was found. as Sophomores we were growing. 158 Creativity Section

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Oeai readier Thanks for the year; 1 learned a lot — I ' ll always cherish what I ' ve got Your instruction will aid me in years to come. Provided that 1 remember some You ' re a good instructor and a really nice fnend. And that ' s the reason for which I send This note and best wishes on your way; Now. that ' s about all that I shall say May God continue to bless you, as He has from what I saw And learned in this class Well, Enn go bragh! — Lisa Foley 1 1 ■ - - « ' : 1 —-- ' -. v B A ant cJLnite Lju ■t One ship Sails east, the other west. By the selfsame gales that blow. ' Tis the set of sails, and not the gales. That shows you the way to go. • — Errol Flynn G. Hersh Her pigtails bouncing, her eyes all lit, she comes to me and proudly admits: How 1 wish I was bigger, and wore high heel shoes. How 1 wish 1 was taller. all grown up like vou How I wish I was married with babies to tend. Will I ever grow up, oh please tell me when ' The cupboards are high and they ' re hard to reach, for the little girls and her tiny feet She comes running to me with tears in her eyes: How 1 wish I was tall, as tall as the sky I wish I could grow up and be exactly like you. Will 1 ever grow up and be like you too ' Oh. little girl you do not know, that life IS hard as you quickly grown Slav young while vou can because you ' ll realize too. how much your childhood means to you. For little girls can grow so fast. your doll house days will be in the past. Your barbie dolls will be locked away, the old, stuffed cat no longer plays And my child you ' ll soon recall, that life IS fine when you ' re so small- there are no problems you have to face, the bad memories you can all replace. So hold on to your life, that ' s fantasy land, you ' ll tr ' to go back, if only you can. You ' ll soon find out that all the tears, accumulate more through the many years And in a few years when you ' re finally grown, you ' ll remember and miss the happiness you ' ve known You ' ll prav and wish you were young again, with your little dolls and made up fnends. So hold on to that doll, hold on to those thoughts, hold on to the ways that little girls got- Don ' t grow up too fast because you ' ll realize then, how much you wish you were little again — Ann Beth Creativity Section 157

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so they seem. We no longer share that special dream We ' ve grown apart from a world that seemed so new; I never thought there ' d come a day when I ' d be losing you Now go on your way to learn more than 1. And each day I ' ll think of you and try not to cry. For vour life is different It ' s become more free. And with your new road always remember me. And when life is lonely and things |ust seem blue. Hold out your hand. I ' ll come running to you So when things go wrong and nothing seems new. Just remember me for I ' ll always love you Now be on your way to a path that won ' t end. And always remember You ' ve got a friend omorrow . . . I ' ll sit down and think of all the memories I cherish. I ' ll think of my childhood with laughter and try to remember each day as a never ending dream. ' II think of all my accomplishments, disappointments and fears, of back then and now. ' omorrow . . . I ' ll sit down and think of all the people I love. Some I ' ll remember with a laugh and others a tear. I ' ll sit down and ask question and frantically search or the answers, ' omorrow . . . I ' ll sit down and promise myself to never forget. Never forget the people whose life was important as my own. Never forget the memories I hold with special key in my heart. And never forget the love that is sometimes too unbearable, ' omorrow ... I ' ll pray hopelessly for a new beginning. A new beginning to where I can correct old pasts. Oh, I ' ll spend all day tomorrow thinking, wishing, praying. Tying, ' oday . . . Today is the tomorrow that never came. I ' m too busy to sit down and too tired to think. I know, tomorrow. Tomorrow I ' ll spend all day just for me. I ' ll pend tomorrow thinking, wishing praying, oday . . . is the same as yesterday and the day before. One of these days there will be a tomorrow. A tomorrow to where I can think, remember and cry. One of hese days. - Ann Beth Ljoocih ' The day is soon to come when we will say goodbye, we ' ll go our different ways to live our separate lives. We ' ll wish each other well and try hard not to cry, for deep down inside we know our love will never die. — Nancy Estrada Photo by Janell Zuliani A special thanks to: Gerry Elliot, Lisa Foley, Jeff Marchin, Jocelyn Batad, Amy Hershman, Janet Trainotti, Nancy Estrada, Theron EUenberg, Geordy Hershman, Beth Sullivan, Janell Zuliani, Lisa DiLeva, Michelle Courtois and Wendy Redlew for her extra help. To be surrounded by beautiful things has much influence upon the hu man creature: to make beautiful things has much more. Charlotte Gilman Thank you for sharing your work with us. Renee Creativity Section 159