Bishop Feehan High School - Flashback Yearbook (Attleboro, MA)

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Sister M. Carmelita Grimes, R.S.M. May 28, 1976 Perceptive teacher, competent administrator, understanding, loyal friend, Sister Mary Carmelita Grimes was a light shining in our darkness, showing us the way of Christian life. As a teacher of religion, history, English, debating, she accepted nothing but the best from her students and she gave only her best to them. Her ready wit brightened many a lesson; her compassion soothed many an aching heart; but insincerity was the one thing she could not tolerate. Her own absolute honesty cut through all pretense; yet, she would be the first to help up the fallen, to strengthen the weak, to admonish the negligent and to uphold the true. “A valiant woman — far from the uttermost coasts us the price of her. . . ’ Sister Carmelita’'s last years at Feehan were beyond any human price, filled as they were with love and laughter, anguish and pain, living and dying. Her last words were of hope and tri- umph: ‘‘Resurrexit, sicut dixit’’ (He is risen as He said.) May she rest in His peace and her memory live on in our hearts. Catching up on her daily bookkeeping, executive secretary Part of our life, Mrs. Chiarenza sacrifices time as a of the Fisher Junior College of Attleboro, is Mrs. Marion volunteer tutor and teacher's aide when and where Inman. help is needed.

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x wil 2 Bringing Feehan to England and England to Feehan, Sister M. Enda taught at St. Catherine’s School in Twicken- ham. Her Lower Sixth Form girls are: front row: Siobahn O'Reilly, Leslie Hunt, S. M. Enda, Sarah Woods; second row: Marian Swietochowska, Bernadette Hickey, Laura Corneille, Marissa Napier, Melanie O'Toole, Liz Pitt, Vir- During the Annual Sports Award Banquet, parents and students share the joy of achievement with the athletes. ginia Pugh, Rachel Crosthwaite, Marian Long; back row: Amanda Brackley, Teresa Harrington, Bernadette Heard, Lynne Moore, Pauline O'Neill, Sarah Sturgeon, Ann Rutherford. Caring People... Always, Everywhere ‘Are you sure this is Bishop Feehan? The sign says Fisher Junior College.”’ Reports of visiting athletic teams unable to find Feehan High School were common last spring when Fisher Junior College moved into the premises. Night courses offered ranged from Accounting to Medi- cal Terminology. Feehan continued to be a learning atmosphere not only from 8:00 A.M. to 2:00 P.M., but also during the evening. Overcrowded Algebra classes pre- sented a problem to math teachers. Mrs. Chiarenza, a volunteer teacher's aide and tutor offered her services unselfishly. Mrs. Chiarenza not only helped students with difficulties but also set a beautiful example of a conscientious and unselfish person. ‘We would also like to thank everyone that attended this tonight. You made it possible.’’ Parents, student-athletes, and friends crowded into the cafeteria for the Annual Sports Award Banquet. Athletes gained well deserved recognition and honor for their efforts. = — “a Examining Feehan literature are Mr. and Mrs. Louis Wims with their daughter, Jennifer, at Freshman Orientation Night.

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ES OS a en ee eT eee eee Pop, bang, boom! Balloons bursting — Bright colors flash — Wheels begin to turn, slowly, but then faster, faster, and even faster. Our minds burst with ideas, formulas, the law of Gravity, equations, rules of composition. . . We have begun. Learning. “You mean we had to memorize dialogues nine and ten for today?” Last minute studying — ‘Culture is a social heritage transmitted from one generation to another and. . . Society is. . .”’ Learning. “If | don't know it now, | never will.”’ ‘I've got it! The hip bone’s connected to the thigh bone and the thigh bone’s connected to the knee bone!” “OK. All lines parallel to the same line are parallel.”’ Learning. All that we have to give is set free — Everything bursting from within. Tutors, tests, term papers, projects — Everyone is growing together Learning from each other — In Feehan’s festival, seventy-seven. “These are pretty nice for being handmade, ’ says Lisa McDermott as she studies handpainted nesting dolls from Russia. ” ove ® ae [Roce ee Se ae eS ee O Ee © 9 a 6 0 = 9 6 0 S 10