Annandale High School - Antenna Yearbook (Annandale, VA)

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through the many facets of her personality. . mmm r S7 !3ti Leaves turned, fell, and died . . . the best cheers faded and a tattered streamer was our only remind¬ er .. . Winter swept us on . . . Freshmen began to discover what “work” was. The Sophomores and Juniors found the going rougher . . . and the Seniors took on a new maturity and new appearance . . . dark circles under tired eyes as term paper times approached . . . nerves frazzled as flust- rated students entered the college rush of College Boards, faculty evaluations, grades. A lucky few re¬ ceived early acceptances . . . most had to sweat it out. Outstanding students began to distinguish them¬ selves. Merit Scholars . . . S.C.A. officers . . . Science Fair Winners . . . Honor Society Inductees . . . the Honor Roll Members . . . Debates and Public Speak¬ ers . . .

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For many of us Annandale was our “new frontier.’’ September began a new era for our Freshman class, newly graduated from the country’s new intermediate schools. High School held surprises, excitement, drudgery and con¬ fusion as our students were shuttled to an annex five miles down the road. Soon, the newcomers to Annandale found themselves swept away in the tide of High School life. They tried out our language labs and become aquainted with their guidence counselors. They discovered football games on Friday nights, a packed new stadium and our first home games in years, the tense air as the opening game explod¬ ed with wild cheering. “All those for Annandale stand up and holler . . .” We suffered defeats before W L— the tough E. C. Glass machine—but we finished strong and full of hopes for the championship next year. We found all of our time taken by studies, sports, and activities . . . A glimpse of Annandale High School , 5

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Meanwhile, routine took over, and Ann- andale began to knit itself into a uniform body. “Mr. Finch would like to see . . .” “I have a few last mintue statements . . .” “We will have a unit test on Chapters 19 thru 22 tomorrow . . .” “Did Lady Mac¬ beth really faint . . .” “Amo, ainas, amat . . . “Parlez-vous francais ...” “The choir would like to present The Little Drummer Boy’ . . .” And then, exams—need we say more? Some of us were shocked at what we knew —most of us were shocked at what we did not know-all of us were shocked when semester grades came out. “And on the seventh day” we rested . . . We looked over the spent semester and were pleased. Our basketball team held up breathless as they drove down the court for two points. The silence was brittle as glass as all eyes fastened on the man at the foul line. Victory went hand- in-hand with defeat ... on the basket¬ ball court, as well as in the classrooms. her students and her fac 7