Avalon High School - Annual Yearbook (Avalon, PA)

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I To. J. F, Gehrett in recognition of his services in the advancement of our school We dedicate this Senior Issue.

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Qllaaa Qiatnrg We, the class of 1920, have, in our four years' course in the Avalon High School, developed quite a his- tory. When we entered the High School, our aim as Freshmen was too great to come true and it was not until we had become Seniors and were leaving the school that we could feel somewhat satisfied with our work. This aim, set in our Freshman year, is not our standard today. We have surpassed that aim and are looking forward to greater things. Our Freshman year may be com- pared, in a way, to the Old Stone Age of ancient history. The an- cients had, in this age, only stone implements of warfare and agricul- ture and had to endure many hard- ships. The teachers found us- fifty-four in number-hard to work with in our Old Stone Age, due to our inexperience in high school ways and studies. But we, on the other hand, found our studies hard to work with. What could be ex- pected, working day in and day out to overcome the Latins and Al- gebrites ? Open combat against these forces was impossible, but under the leadership of Miss Smith and Mr. Funderburg, their forces were driven back. Instead of using stone weapons, as did our Old Stone Age ancestors, we made use of erasers placed around the black- board. These erasers were found almost anywhere after our dismis- sal, for where there are Freshmen, there is always mischief. The man of the Old Stone Age was a hunt- er, a fisher, an artist. We certainly were hunters of good times in our Freshman year and many a one we brought to the ground. One of the most noteworthy ex- samples of our success at hunting was the first party. It was held in ths Auditorium, and, in the course of the evening, some upper class- men-our worst enemy-attacked us tc capture our rations in order to satisfy their hunger. Pursued by Mr. Reece, the game wascap- tured, but not before Mr. Reece had pu! his fist through the glass door. We were artists in elocution and public speaking just as the ancients were in portrait painting. But this art was not encouraged by the teachers because it was practiced at wrong times in the class rooms. We were accordingly punishedfby confinement in room 18 after school, guarded by Mr. Reece. How- ever, this punishment did not lessen the crimes and very often half the class was found in Room 18 at four o'clock. ' The Old Stone Age passed away, for we became more curious and hunted deeper and deeper into our textbooks and the like and soon were enlightened upon some sub- jects. Our sophomore year, then, was compared to the Age of Cop- per. The ancients found copper during research work just as we found knowledge. The Latins and Algebrites still stormed our batteries, but, with our new knowl- edge, we warded them off and man- aged to defeat them in June, 1918. The teachers found us easier to work with in this age because of our experience in methods of war- fare. We enjoyed sports in their season the whole year round Which, with our new leaders-Miss Con- don, Miss Case and Mr. Schumaker, were many. ' Then, owing to our advancing knowledge, we entered another era in our history- The Age of Brass or the Brazen Age. The Brazen Age of mythology dealt with war- fare carried on by Neptune. Our Junior year was quite peaceful at first with our new leaders, the Misses Meek and Macpherson, but toward the latter part of the year