Coopersville High School - Zenith Yearbook (Coopersville, MI)

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HISTORY THE day to which we have looked forward so eagerly has come, and we are now going to have the opportunity to build into reality those air castles which we have dreamed of all through our school days. But before we separate, we want to look back over many good times we have had together during the last four years. There were twenty-six of us when we entered as Freshmen four years ago. The Freshman year will always be rememberd. How important we were! Didn’t we go right upstairs and study in the big High School room when the younger ones had to stay downstairs in the grades? But after we went into the High School room, we were sometimes rather uneasy. We wished the Seniors would not look at us and smile at each other when we went up to the desk. And oh, we would rather do almost anything than walk across the front of the room, for we were sure everyone would laugh at us. But we became used to High School and soon began to enjoy our first year thoroughly. As Freshmen we did not give many socials or parties, but we attended those given by the other classes and had many other good times. Two of our members played on the first basket ball team that year. We closed the year with a Freshman picnic at Grand River. Our Sophomore class was smaller but the year held more events of interest for us. We were twenty-two in number. We now felt that it was our duty to guide the Freshmen, and we proceeded to show how learned we were. But this quickly wore off and we were soon getting too bewildered by the mysteries of Plane Geom- etry to think of anything else. The reception for the Freshmen given by the Athletic Association was the first social event of the year. The orchestra was also formed that year and four members of our class joined. We contributed players to the first basket ball teams that year, and some of the Sophomore boys took part in the Field Meet with Ravenna and Berlin at the end of the year. We held our Sophomore picnic at Reeds Lake, Grand Rapids, at which everyone had a good time. We numbered twenty-seven at the beginning of our Junior year, having been re-enforced by seven new members from Allendale, Nunica and Conklin. Another Freshman reception was given, and was a great success. In April the teachers gave the High School girls a “gym party” and everyone went in masquerade costume. The Junior Poverty social was held in the same month, and the people who attended looked like a collection of tramps and organ-grinders in their “tattered and torn costumes.” There were also the Junior dance, the sleigh-ride party, and the orchestra concert. Many of our classmates took part in basket ball and both boys and girls entered the field meet the twenty-first of May. The High School Annual called “ ’N Everything” was printed in May, and nearly everyone in the High School helped make it a success. The Junior party, in honor of the Seniors, was given early in June and the next day the two classes went to Wolf Lake to have their annual picnic. The following September we became Seniors. At last we had reached that envied position. It was our turn to smile down upon the rest and assert our authority at every opportunity. The last two years have been busy ones. The addition of Shorthand and Typewriting to our curriculum inspired the majority of the class to add one of these subjects to their schedule, which has meant hard work; but good times have been crowded into every spare minute. The Freshman recep- tion was held in September, as usual, and everyone enjoyed the evening. The Page Fourteen

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ing from a long journey tells of the good time he had and retraces it again in his thoughts, so we, in the coming years, will speak to everyone of tlie pleasure of high school and wish we could relive the happy days we spent in the Coopersville High S chool. So whether our inclinations call us to college, school-room, office or farm, let 11s always try to reflect honor and glory on the old Coopersville High School, and to show our parents and teachers that the time we spent there was not spent in vain, and quoting Longfellow, say: “Let us, then, he up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing. Learn to labor and to wait.” Helen Busman, 21. Page Thirteen

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orchestra was reorganized with several new members. The basket ball games began in December and continued until April. Other events were the Junior social, the Senior social, the girls’ “gym” party, the track meet, the Senior play, the orchestra concert, and the Junior party for the Seniors. We have appreciated Mr. Gibbs’ aid in adding zest to our Senior year by his diligent breaking up of our important conferences in the library. The annual High School picnics and Commencement days will close our High School career. Our joy at reaching the goal toward which we have worked throughout our school days is mingled with regret. Our school days have meant much to us and we will often wish to return to good old Coopersville High School; but we will hope that each member of the class will go out and do his part in the world’s work and be worthy of the help that he has received in our High School. G F , ’21. The Count of Ta-Ta-Pochon In the eve of month of Song Moon, To the wigwam of Wilali Came eleven lively merry maidens To form a fire of strong friendship, Friendship that will grow the stronger As the years pass by us, o’er us. Ta-Ta-Pochon they called that fire, Meaning always “hold to-gether”; By their service, they fed their fire. Their love of work and joyful spirit Mas kept their trust, has gained them knowledge. Given Health and brought them Beauty. To the Fire of Ta-Ta-Pochon Brought these maids their gift of spirit, Nyada gave of her service; In all things they sought for Beauty Napanee and Tsi-Gaysha Knowledge was pursued by Wanda, But Maka and Alkaluna, strove they for the healthful spirit. With the spirit of Winota In the woods and near the river. Fun and laughter and cheerful spirit Brought Han-nah-Wen and Wen-ne-sha, To the trust of Pocahontas, Who helped in the work of the Fire. Always watchful, always quiet, Was the faithful Ixme Star maiden. Of hikes they have had great numbers, Of work have they had plenty. But the Camp of Ta-Ta-Pochon Is the one who will not suffer Her fire to die, untended By the members of her Council. When at last, their school days over. When they leave their camp behind them With their other girlhood duties. May they kindle other fires Other Fires of health and service For the good of younger sisters. Marion Lawton ’23. Page Fifteen