Bourne High School - Canal Currents Yearbook (Bourne, MA)

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1 Ow yvA-co jU «aau. I I‘) J JLo-Vvvvvyv- A fire-mist and a planet — a crystal and a cell — a jellyfish and a saurian, and caves where the cave-men dwell. Then a sense of Law and Beauty, and face turned from the sod — some call it evolution: and others call it God. Ours is a great purple ocean — deep, rich, vibrant — -an ocean of twelve years; this being but another mighty wave which has swelled with grandeur and a thousand hopes — ready now to evolve into a majestic spray of a million happy dreams and memories. This is the wave of ’5 5 -’5 6. Purple is the royal color— rich, true, lingering. So are we — the heart of Bourne High School — a pulsing, rolling, purple wave. We are rich in life’s fundamentals, in friendships, in ' recceation, in know- ledge — and climaxipg ' our wave is a foam of young fa?:e ll cleans all bright, al JaojS ul, all looking to God for guidance in strong and faithful future. The wave shall not end nowM annot crash upon some desolate beach of ended hopes — rather ii ffrun on to be swallowed by the currents of life until all our dreams, our plans, our hopes are blended as one heaving ocean — splendid, powerful — yet serene under the Hand which calms all waters. Never be afraid to dream, for in dreams are all new worlds born. Never be afraid to pray, to look for the beauty of God in a mighty ocean, or in a sunset, or in an iron-rooted tree. Never be afraid of humility or faith; walk gladly with courage and determination. Seek out a star in every sky, even on cloudy nights, and set a strong, true course. For life is living, an experience, a tangible evo- lution of ten billion worlds and ways — all coinciding, rushing, swirling into breathtaking waves. This is a sample of our wave, a bit of purple spray caught forever in the covers of a book Editor