Bonita Vista High School - Excalibur Yearbook (Chula Vista, CA)

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1974-1975 We Squeeze the Year for Memories Til Every Drop Is 0urs

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When the year had ended, we looked back on the days that used to go so slowly and yet disappeared so quickly. Life and learning were in the palms of our hands, and it had slipped through our fingers before we even knew it was there, only to return with the following school year. As so many people have said, high school was one of the best times of our lives, crowded with so many memories that we could barely find time to gather them up and stuff them in the storehouse of our minds. We collected: Disappointments - the unforgettable Castle Park game that saw a school plastered with posters and almost brought us our first metro championship. ltop rowj. Friendships - the day Chris Daily posed for the roving annual photographer between his kidding around with the guys . fsecond row, leftl. Laughter - the week the school was in hysterics over the Monte Vista game, where someone set the timer for the sprinkler system wrong and the whole team was soaked lsecond row, rightj. Insights - the times Lori Schultz, like other nursery school aides, learned much of herself by teaching the small children in her class fthird row, leftj. Excitement - the victory that put us ahead of Mar Vista in basketball when spirit was sky-high with the help of blue and gold balloons and posters fthird row, centerj. Misery - the everything-goes-wrong-day when you missed the bus on a rainy day, wore two different colored socks, got to school late to find you'd forgetten to study for a test in your hardest class, and to top it all off you slipped in a huge mud puddle lthird row, rightj. Ecstacy - the day you were in such a good mood you just couldn't stop smiling, you woke up to see a bright sunny day, everyone loved your new outfit, you got an A on your term paper, and the guy or girl you've had your eye on talked to you all through lunch ffourth row, leftj. Pressures - the end of the semester when everyone gathered round the grade book to see if there was any hope of getting those few extra points necessary for that important grade ffourth row, rightj. The combination of a year's variety of experiences, good and bad, equalled living and learning, and despite the fact that school was often a shelter from the world's problems, it was still a miniature model of society. Experiences which brought success, failure, and all the shades of gray in between prepared us for the day when we would venture out on our own as a member of society. Yet, the years of high school still belong to the memory, for how could such a time be classified merely as preparation for life, when it was so much of living in itself?