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

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F'RESHMEJW- THE class of '11 is composed of what is known this year as “Freshies but when next year comes and vve are “safe, safe in the Sophomore field. then it v ill be the 12‘s that are the “Freshies of old Central. At present vve take algebra, physiology and all of the other first year subjects, but one consolation is that we are not the only ones that arc taking algebra, at least, for there are some people who have been going two and three times as long as we have and who are still taking algebra I. It is true that at first we had some little difficulty in going around the halls with an unconcerned look upon our faces. But now that we are becoming used to the dignified ways of the Seniors, the cool hauteur of the Juniors, and the artless chatter of the Sophomores, we feel that we are to be congratulated on having none of these characteristics. A few things about Central are natural wonders to us; for instance, the janitors. Seemingly their use is only to bother the “fussers and to cry “shift to the “loafers. Another is the fire-escape, which we have observed is more often dusted by Sophomores, Juniors, Seniors and teachers than by any of our number. We used to have a Freshman class organization, but as some of those who did not get an office felt so hurt, we have decided to let the Sophomores. Juniors and Seniors have the only class organizations. Some wise Sophomore has said that only ten per cent of the Freshmen are able to escape the penitentiary or the asylum for the weak minded. W e know, however, that the CLASS OF 'll. Sophomores are not honored with their class name in the locals as often as we are. These people will also notice that we did not call the Luminary office an elevator, or get lost as often as they did last year. This fact proves that we are the best Freshman class that has ever lighted up the halls of Central with their youthful brilliancy. We still have a few green ones among us though, for it is a known fact that a small girl in Study Hall held up her hand and broke the silence by calling out Teacher several times. 1 lowever, sonic of us have never made a worse mistake than to make a wrong turn in the halls, since the new annex has begun to darken them, and it is whispered around school that even the Seniors only avoid collisions by letting their superior knowledge light up the way. We have noticed that some of the Seniors are going to leave us. Js it because they think they could not run the school so easily with our class as Sophomores? We are not quite conceited enough to think this. We look up to the Seniors, as a matter of custom, not duty. But we will congratulate them on the fine examples they have set for us younger ones. The chief ambition of most of the Freshmen is to become more high and mighty than the seniors, more self-important than the Juniors and worse “bluffers than the Sophomores. LYLE HAYES. X. B. This year we have been watching and waiting hut watch out for us next year.

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Sophomore 'Report to K if I WAS sitting alone, when suddenly a brilliant light streamed across the room. 1 he ray trembled as it fell across my face, and caused my eyes to raise themselves to the sun. At first I was dazzled by the force of the light, and 1 saw nothing but the ball of fire, but presently my vision cleared and that which 1 heretofore had known as a sunbeam became a flight of stairs. I hey were the color of gold, but so polished that they shone like diamonds. C.reat was my surprise, but yet there was more to come. Ascending these stairs of light, was a herald in brass tinted dress. A handsome brass colored plume was in his hat and cloak of the same shade was over his shoulders. 11 is appearance was charming, yet commanding, as he doffed his soft hat and stood ready to speak. May 1 inquire if you are of the Class of to whose wisdom shines forth in Central High School?” came in a clear voice. “1 am.” I replied, rather proudly. With a pleased smile and more confidential manner he began: I suppose 1 had better explain why I am here before I ask more questions. W ell. you see all bright things receive their brilliancy from a source. This being true, you may the more readily see why it is that the Sophomores of Central are in a measure related to the sun. We acount them in the palace records as a sunbeam, whose duty it is to illuminate Central. Of course, you know green things, like Freshmen, must have sunshine to grow. I here-fore the Sophomores exist. The Juniors and Seniors have both passed through this stage, otherwise they would be no better than the Freshmen. Now of course the King of the City of Brass, which is the capital of the sun. keeps an account of the standard of the Sophomores, and the amount of good they are doing. I have been sent by this same king to hear the report for 1908. so. if you can tell me some few facts, I will be pleased to inform his majesty.” ? of the City of 'Brass. ‘I I hardly know where to begin,” I faltered, realizing that it was a big proposition to tell of the greatness of my class. W ell.” he answered, “I have a few questions which I generally like to have answered. IIow is your class looked upon by the Seniors?” “Ah, it is with compassion, sympathy, and condecend-ing interest. Little do they realize how strong is our light, for they are too busy thinking about themselves. It is true, however, that, though the Senior intellectual bulb swells at contest time, it seems to be full of air when the head-light, the Sophomores, looms in sight.” So the Juniors seem still to be out of the game?” came next. Well, the facts of the case are that the Juniors arc so sure that they are almost Seniors, and yet so ignorant, that the Sophomores are still in existence, that they are not worth mentioning,” 1 replied truthfully. How about the Freshmen, are they doing nicely?” To be sure.” 1 nodded encouragingly, they are growing so well in our sunshine that by next year they will be blooming Sophomores, an honor to their class. “Then 1 gather from what you have said that the iqios are the brightest, strongest and most remarkable pupils in school,” he remarked, thoughtfully. Yes, I can easily understand how that can be. considering the utter stupidity in the rest of the classes.” His grave face broke into smiles as he continued. Your answers will please his majesty, the king, for they most certainly show that the Sophomores are a fit relation of the sun.” With a gallant adieu, he suddenly turned and started up the steps, but. as I watched, the light faded as quickly as it had come, and again I stood alone. Now, however. I was prouder than ever of the wonderful class of Sopho- KATHRYN GENTRY. mores.

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EDITORIAL When we arrive at the end of our school year it is productive of a certain amount of pleasure or pain to look back over that year and see what we have done, or what we have left undone. If the realization of victory is enjoyable, we of Central need not fear any pangs of disappointment for the events of the year, for Central has seen unbounded success. In contests of intellectual ability she has swept everything before her. ()f the six prizes offered to pupils of the entire state. Central has received four. Mr. Meade Woodson won the gold medal. Miss Amelia Frauens won the silver medal, and Miss Marian Rider won the bronze medal in the “Sons of the Revolution” essay contest. competing against a large number of contestants from all parts of Missouri. Mr. Kenneth Tapp won the scholarship offered by the t niversity of Missouri to all the high schools of the state for the best debate delivered in Colum-