Central High School - Centralian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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freshman. We are Freshmen and proud of it too. We are strong enough to take care of ourselves a though some of us are very young. Our lungs are strong and make a big enough noise to raise what little hair is left on Prof. Call head. Our ears are open-beware, for we are learning all the secrets of the supercilious senior the haughty junior and the prattling suphomores. Do you realize that you are somebody? For an establishment of this fact, just conversation with anyone of our officers. Our meetings are pervaded with a certain dignity that could not be found in other assemblys of this school. We know how to strut and imitate our older brothers and sisters. A freshman may be a little body but he gets there just the same. We can talk back to our teachers and assert our rights just as as anyone. We stand in one, compact body, proped up by no one. . . It is our intention to let the world know that we are here, not only can we do this, but also we can make our energy felt in future generations. It takes a slick person to slide through life, and this slickness we possess. To show how wise and prudent we are in the selection of our officers look at their names: Mr. Ewing Cole, President, Miss Anna Hamilton. Vice-President, Miss Mary Neat., Secretary. -21-

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Sophomores Pen cannot describe, tongue cannot tell of the merits of this splendid organization of not too wise fools and not too foolish wisemen. From our first entrance we displayed all the modesty that could be expected from a class so grieved at the blatant boastfulness of its predecessor. In fact we were a very model of staid demeanor. We never were knowe to recite except in the privacy of a two o’clock audience. We never spoke of Mr. Coll in a less proper term than His Satanic Majesty, and we never blew our nose without permission from Mr. White. As the first year of our existance drew to a close we began to think of our election of officers. The majority of the class thought that Parson Pugsley would made the best leader. Deacon Morrow objected and was immediately churched. Sister Brent was chosen vice president and Brother Singleton was chosen treasurer. When we started-into school this year it was with the greatest pain that we looked upon our successors- But with the greatest of fortitude. Wetook up the heavy burden of playing example to these benighted freshmen. As great as may have been the responsibiiities of mourning the delinquencies of the Juniors, that of instructing the Freshmen has been no less trying. It would have discouraged a less determined band, to teach the Freshman not to cry during Mr. White’s weekly Friday invocation and not to bring to school more than two dolls a day. It is with mingled feelings of joy and sadness that we look back over our past efforts: joy that we have accomplished so much toward the betterment of the Freshman class in particular; sadness that after all our efforts no more than 10 per cent of the Freshmen class seem probably to escape the penitentiary or the asylum for the weak minded. It is alone for the infinite patience and for bearauce that we have displaped in the last two years that we hope to get inside the pearly gates. Amen. -‘JO-

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