Colonie Central High School - Rougetor Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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LES SOUVE IR Monday after Monday we all read the cold, impersonal reports of the people who died as the result of accidents on the highway the previous week-end. After Labor Day last September, how- ever, any of us who read the above notice in the area newspapers did not utter the usual tsk tsk , and turn to the next section. We were shocked to learn that one of the names on the vital statistics list of week-end casualties was someone who meant a great deal to all of us. Mingled with the horror of our loss was the regret that we had never said all the things we would have said had we known she would be leaving us. We would have told her how we loved her joie de vivre, her carefree manner which came from a depth of character, her zest for living. Her true love of French and her animated pre- sentation of it enthralled us students. We con- sidered learning French a pleasure which would not end with the passing of the Regents, instead it would be a key to future appreciation of the French literature, language, and culture. In English class, too, she could make a unit of work interesting and applicable to daily use. Her lucid instruction and unusual approach made English a joy instead of a necessary evil which had to be endured. Perhaps the most important thing we would have told her was that her example of what a teacher could be inspired us to feel that if we became teachers, we would model ourselves after her. Her versatility in sponsoring class functions, her day by day lessons, her enthusiasm in pro- moting a school newspaper amazed us. She made us feel that if we tried, we could climb higherg perhaps reach the height of which she spoke so hopefully herself. We would have said all of this. Our one con- solation is a phrase in the language she gave to so many: Mon Dieu, Mon Dieu, la vie est la, Simple et tranquillef' My God, My God, life is there, simple and peaceful.