Westfield State University - Tekoa Yearbook (Westfield, MA)

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CLASS HISTORY — 1928 — The doorway of Modernism was opened to a group of bewildered and anticipating freshmen. We were strange to each other and yet we were bound by a thread which was to encircle us many times before we completed our explora- tion of this house of mysteries. Was this house really like a closed book waiting for us to open it and explore within? Swiftly passing through the hall, we stood on the threshold of Room 1928. Entering, we met Dame Modernism face to face. This was a three-year course; new trends of modern education were showing their heads; our class was the first; so march on. Our first adventure found mortified freshmen peeking through Harold Lloyd glasses, displaying green bows around their humble necks, and tipping brown derbies a la Al Smith deferentially to the illustrious Seniors. However, it is always darkest before dawn, and soon we were dancing gaily at our first Get- Acquainted Party. One after another activities tumbled down on us from Proms, Operetta, 25

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WESTFIELD SONG When twilight shadows fall, Bringing on the night, Fond memories we ' ll recall Filled with pure delight, Memories of Normal School And of comrades true; Praises we ' ll sing to you, Dear old Westfield Normal School. Chorus Dear Westfield Normal School, For you we ' l l dare and do, Finest in all the land, Ever by you we will stand, And ' till we meet once more Far on that distant shore, We ' ll sing forevermore, Dear old Westfield Normal School. Harriet Klahn ' 27 SENIOR CLASS SONG ' 31 Although we ' re leaving Westfield Normal, We ' ll remember you. Memories ever loyal will join in with thoughts so true. Here with teachers always helping, here with classmates, too, Yet we ' re leaving now forever, but We ' ll remember you. And to-day as we go out, our hearts are with you here; This class of ' 31 still stands loyal through the year. The Unknown stands and beckons to us as we journey on, But Au Revoir and not Good-bye for We ' ll remember you. B. Smith ' 31 24

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and Minstrel Show to the day when all the Sister Seniors left our little house. The year offered to the cause of Modernism the first Triangular Debate carried on by the Normal Schools of the State. Then, too, 1928 will always hold memories of the Freshman Dance, the first activity that we could call our own. — 1929 — As another year rolled by introducing us to our new Room, we found ourselves in a rather unique position; we were by name and position Juniors and Seniors. Time, however, was of no consequence for we were swept through the endless festivities. Halt! One step forward! The Commuters in their on- ward march, inspired by Modernism, danced into history with the first Commuter ' s Hop. What? — No, we cant be leaving this room so soon? Although th is is goodbye, yet thoughts of our last room draw us as if a magnet to — — 1930 — Poised, dignified, magnificent — Seniors! Our last step toward our goal. Looking down we find three steps of stairs: Seniors Juniors Freshmen Ready to step forth, we pause long enough to visit the last room in our little house. Reminiscing upon the whirlwind of festivities, the Inter-Class Prom stands forth, the acme of Normal School dances. Standing upon the threshold, we gaze upon a different world. All former familiar objects have taken on a new aspect; we ' re alone in this modern world. What we have to face and find is still ahead. The march is on! Shall we go for- ward or backward? As graduation draws near, Westfield Normal School grows dearer; we realize its possibilities, its opportunities, its broadening influences, and its successes. Our progress has been so constant that it has escaped our notice until now. The Pres- ent finds us ready, ambitious and eager to fulfil our debt for what Westfield Normal School has given us in Service. Helen Labrovitz Bessie Smith 26