Varina High School - Varinian Yearbook (Richmond, VA)

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,exxxy -'5xHTll'hi r -'-:,A'..p.f fy 1, ,fe--' fa .N-'-.', A-A f... -r,rr.-.fum '- J . K W' jg: -I--xx L e or r e -+- aylojf v..- A -:' '1x,.1,QfQs- l CLASS HISTORY ll -fl- l The RIDES of the CLASS of THIRTY-ONE L Listen my children and you shall hear Of the upward risings of our classmates, dear. l On the lifteenth of September in twenty-seven K A title of Freshmen we were given. n We said to our friends, Today's the day When we start upon our high school way. Assembled together, we were forty-two- Forty-two classmates, loyal and true. Each one seeking to do his part Always with a willing heart. Many had left us-that was true 3 There were other things they wished to do. But forty-two strong we began our career, With Miss Brooks, as sponsor, our way to cheer. Then came vacation, and away we wentg That rolled around soon, but we were content- Content to return to Varina High For we were sophomores-real sophs-oh my! This year in number we were thirty-five, A band wide awake and all alive. One round the higher on the ladder were We, And we were as proud, as proud could be. Thirty-five seeking to reach the goalg Everyone seeking to play his role, Play it gamely and play it fair, Playing that way because we did care. Care for the name our class would make Along the way that we would take. But this could not last and soon 'twas o'er And we were sophomores no more. But we did not care for juniors were we- Real, honest-to-goodness Juniors, you see. My,- we were climbing quick and fastg This one year and then our last! Thirty-three, this year in number were we, Working as hard, as hard could beg Working for we were nearing our goal, Putting into it our heart and soul. But we were not satisfied-no not We For one year ahead we still could see. In our Senior year we are twenty-eight. We've lost a few of our dear classmates. But struggling along still are we As busy as ever any bee. But mingled with work there is joy and gladness, And we look forward to parting with a hint of sadness. For we'll miss the many friends we've made, The schools and classrooms Where we've stayed. But we can stand on the top, look back, and say, Not a one of us has lost his way. Each one has kept his place in lineg Not one has stayed a year behind. So thru the years our class has rode, And seeds of learning we have sowed. And so thru the community goes our cry of cheer- A cry of accomplishment and not of fear. And borne on the night winds of the past, Thru all our history to the last, We'll remember the things, at Varina, we've done, And the rides of the class of thirty-one! -MILDRED Rsorolun, H -ngf 21 lga..- irtorian. , 1 T r l l l l 1 l N , l' it lp l l l it k all i 5, l i, wg ll l l at l, l' I It lf' 4, I .l I use lf 'A

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