Canandaigua Academy - Academian Yearbook (Canandaigua, NY)

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Owed to the C1 A. Boys When Nebuchan-ezzer was a kid And then when knights were bold Men were mighty different- At least so I am told. They stood when a lady entered They FOLLOWED her onto a bus And if she dropped her handkerchief They made an awful fuss. But times have changedtoday 'Ilhere isa different chant He beats her to the seat each time Just show me one who can't. And when she drops her handkerchief No one seems to care And everyone for miles around Rushes-to leave it there. Maybe lt's just this modern age That makes them so lmpolite Or maybe they just haven't Been brought up quite right. . , . V. K. Abbey - I A-m an American Are you an American? Perhaps, some people may nod their heads-to that question and again there may be some who might ask, What qualities make the true American? True Am-erlcanism is made up of a great many things. I often compare it to a recipe because the ingredients must be in the cake before you can call it a cake. Likewise, an American must con- tain all th-e qualities of a true Ameri- can before he can be called an Ameri- can. ' ' ' 1 i In this recipe, of a true American, I would start with a larg-e percentage of loyalty. Loyalty is like baking powder. A cake lacking baking powder fails to rise and an American lacking loyalty falls to rise. This is your country- what can you do to improve it? Show by your actions that you love your country because younger ones will imi- tate you. When you salute the flag, show some spirit! Concentrate, and many pictures will appear before you. War, blood, and thousands of lives suf- fered for that flag. Millions have praised lt, millions have cheered for Ol-d Glory. The next time you salute the flag, let your voices ring and shout THE ACADEMIAN your praises! In this period of panic, country should be foremost in your your thoughts. Is it? Thousands have been called to the cause. You may be next. Are you ready to fight? Every- young or old or handicapped, one, should be trying. at this time, to do his best for the cause. Your help is needed, y-our loyalty demanded! ' I like to think of freed-om as the re- quired temperature for a cake. If the temperature isn't regulated correctly, the cake will be a failure and so it is with the true American. If an Ameri- can's freedom is restricted, he too will be a failure because without freedom he is like a brilliant genius locked in a cag-e. He can only think of what he would do if he could and that is all. In this democratic country of ours, free- dom is granted 'to us through the Con- stitution of the United States and everyone enjoys it extensively. We all enjoy equal rights and we all have the right tospeak. Stand up, and voice your opinion of the government. You may be just the person who can help better our country, so why sit back and let the world go by? - Many people prefer chocolate cake to white cake, and sometimes show their partiality. My imagination compares this to -our equal rights system, here in our free country. Race, color, or 'creed matter little in our government. Mr. Jones may be just as good as Mr. Brown, but no better! The negro fought for his independence and he has all the right in the world to -enjoy the privi- leges granted him. The immigrant has achieved his goal, here in ourc-ountry, and the right to become a citizen, fol- lowed by the right to enjoy American privileges. They, too, are Americans and if given a proper chance, the spark of love for this free country will kindle into a fire of enthusiasm to better their new found happiness. Usually, after a cake is baked for the required time it is decorated and so it is with the true American. M-any de- mands of our country have been, and are still being fulfilled by the youth of America. Some have gone to battle never to returng oth-ers have returned with poor health asa reminder of a. brave deed. In their hearts, these men are fighters although they never will be physically fit to iight again. Deco- rations, in the form of medals and other honors, tend to encourage the average American just as decorations on a cake tend to enliven the appetite. In closing may I ask, Are you an American? . . Angela Malara

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THE ACADEMIAN other victorious season for our baseball team. Can you recall these events without a feeling of pride? We, as a class, wish the seniors the best of luck, and we hope they appre- ciate this fine institution they are leav- mg. . . . Buzz Oskamp ill...--1 Clubs and More Clubs Thinking one day that I should wan- der around old C. A. and find out what the various organizations are doing, I did a little investigating. I found out that both the French Club and Library Staff are planning parties. The French Club will hold its gettogether out of town at a place to be selected at a later date. Library Staff is planning a fare- well party for its secon-d year members on June tenth. 4 There is to be a mass play day in Rochester on June. second. We'll be represented by four of our girls who will take part in contests in archery, badminton, baseball, and tennis. Dur- ing activity periods ping-pong, in addi- tion to the games above, has been a popular sport. Junior Red Cross had a Wonderful time at a skating party on May seventh from fourto six. They have recently made favors for Memorial Day and the Fourth of July, to be sent to the Vet- erans' Hospital. While the rest of us have been wor- rying about our exams, the woodwork- ing department has been busy since April putting finishing touches to cedar chests, end tables, a colonial type book- case, a sheraton type table, a modern bed, a Martha Washington sewing cab- inet, and Cape Cod chairs. This sounds like some list for any department to finish. All of these pieces look mar- velous. Art Club members could have been seen recently with charcoal smudges on their faces, clay on their hands, and soap chips all around them. They've been doing some very fine charcoal drawings, sculptorings, and soap carv- ings. The Future Farmers of America have been rather busy at home, helping their parents, but they have hopes of start- ing a baseball team.- ' With all this activity going around us, apart from graduation, C. A. is cer- tainly a busy place. After investigat- ing all these clubs, my dear Watson. I've decided that all -of them are well worth the time spent on them, and you'1l see me in some of the meetings next year. They all welcome new mem- bers, so come on, and be joiners! I can promise you that you'll enjoy your- self. . . . Anne Hilliard ,.,.-1-..l1 ClA.B.A. To the many organizations active in C. A. there has been added the name of C. A. B. A. Although this associa- tion is comparatively young it already has attracted many student members who have c-omplied with its rigid en- trance requirements. You of C. A. may have been wonder- ing what 'the purpose of the association is and who some of its members are. This society was organized to provide consolation f-or the young men of C. A. who desire to live the quiet life of a bachelor. There is no other purpose to C. A. B. A. other than to bring to- gether boys, and boys only, for this wonderful, quiet life. As this is the intent of the organization, we have named it 'Canandaigua Academy Bachel-or's Association. Should any member break any of the few rules he is given an honorable discharge and will be reinstated as soon as he is able to conform to these rules. We would be glad to accept new members meeting the requirements. Since we feel that everyone should be on an equal plane, everyone has been made an officer. The charter members are: Vice-presidents, M. Cohen, C. Henderson, T. Her-endeen, B. Longwell, B. Moore, C. Pierce, B. Scottg secretaries-H. Meath, A. Lock- woodg treasurer-W. Benham ithat's so that he can h-eip us take care of the S20 he wonl. President D. Elliott A scng for our banner? The watch- word recall Which gave the Republic her station: United W-e stand-divided we fall! It made and preserves us a nation! The union of lakes-the union of lands A The union of States none can sever- The union of hearts-the union of hands- And the Flag of our Union forever! . . . George P. Morris

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THE ACADEMIAN Senior Song Tune- May I Never Love Again May I ever love you, my own C. A. May my friends be ever true to me And when I am far away, I hope that they will stay Ever faithful-ever 'true to thee. C. A. the years spent with you Were not an idle vacation C. A. the times that we knew Were a grand inspiration. May the years that come be kind. May we meet again another day. We've been so happy here and we hold our school most dear And we hope that you'll be proud of us, C. A. ,-...ll-L-1 Where Ideas are Born Over there is a magic land Far from the way of man. The place where mortal dreams . born, The realm of Peter Pan. BYE It's over across the rainbow Just under the brow of a hill, Only as far as a bird call- It rests on the peak of a thrill. The sky is blue as a baby's eye, The clouds are of ocean foam. Ther-e's never a house in a million miles, But everywhere is home. There are dream-castles ever rebuild- ing themselves, While flitting round and about Are the queer little fairies that live in them, Called the Shadows of Doubt. Around the land is a wall of mist That hides it from human view, The gate is guarded by moon-men Who let the dreams pass through. F-or never a single one comes back Once they're out their life there is done, But through them man ya humble man Has found his place in the sun. It's over across the rainbow Just under the brow of a hill, Only as far as a bird call- It rests on the peak of a thrill. ' . . . Jean Borden Alma Mater I often muse and wonder, As I sit here at my desk, What this grand old school thinks of us Who think we are the best. We slam her doors and windows And we litter up her floors And Illl bet she often wishes To even up these scores. We rumble down her stair At the closing of the day And no one has a thankful word To her-to softly say. . . . James Spengler ,,1..11-i-1 Saturday Today is Saturday, the only day that the darkies down South have to them- selves, for on Sunday they must go to church and be good all day. The rest of the week they work hard in the white man's fields, hot and tired-with such tiny wages. But on Saturday they can be happy. This day even seems to last longer for them, for the sun takes more time to sink beyond the last cel- ery row, the birds sing their exquisite liquid song longer, the shadows spread themselves more slowly. Riceborough wasn't a big town, just two stores and enough little houses to keep each other company. One of the stores had an attraction only for men, for there they cculd buy a few -clothes, and there they found piles of farm ma- chinery and hardware and great bins of grain. But the women were exclu- sive too, for in the other store they could buy food and clothes, and they could choose from the big bolts of cot- ton cloth. Th-e storekeepers always managed to keep the darkies in debt, an-d they were never allowed to even touch the things they were buying- n-o foolishness about trying on and feeling the material! The clerk stood behind the counter and held up the fluffy o-rgandy dresses or showed the only kinds of shirts, blue and white stripe or green and white stripe. If they didnlt pick out what th-ey wanted right away the clerk made up their minds for them! It was a restless day. The place boiled with all these colored people. Little old Fords were pulled -off onto the dusty edge of the highway, tired dogs lay under them and folks sat on the running boards. All this time the