Coopersville High School - Zenith Yearbook (Coopersville, MI)

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 atsperivilla ffgh Schaal 'll Our Class Twelve years ago in the village school, Ruled o’er by a village lass, We learned quotations and the Golden Rule In the first—the premier class. Each year a precious milestone we passed, Representing good work done. Yet, classmates, we’ve net reached the last, Though a longed-for goal is won. Trials there came while we were working, Perplexity, gloom, and dark; But we knew the lessons worth the learning— Worth more than passing remark. i Difficult, but valuable, lessons were those; Lessons some might shirk. From these the virtue of school arose, For they taught the value of work. Friends and teachers there worked with us And helped us to persevere. The thoughts of hope and the aid they gave us Will always be memories dear. They’ve been happy years we’ve passed together, With interests of all as one, But no longer as a class we’ll gather: Our school life here is done. Our school days still were often joyous, Laughter pealed oft’ long. May friendships true for ever bind us, Our hearts be happy with song. We still must traverse life’s long road, But as a class must part. Each must shoulder his own load; Godspeed all from the start. HERBERT SCHILLINGER. Page Seventeen

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Eaapvrxviifo j-ji A School 21 Salutatory O YOU, dear parents, who have made this evening possible; to you, kind friends, who have always been interested in the welfare of our school; to you, our teachers, who have so kindly aided and assisted us during the past years; and, to you, my fellow students, I take pleasure, in behalf of the class of ’22, to extend the first greeting this evening. When we think of commencement, we think of the beginning. The beginning of what? Of our career. Some people think that the education obtained in high school is the final step, but, in reality, we have only mounted one round of the ladder of life. We are not fit to take any station in this world other than that acquired by the daily routine of our high school course. During our four years in high school each one of us has struggled hard to attain his goal. This goal was thought to be “graduation.” But now, as we near this, we ask ourselves, “Is this what I anticipated as my career?” No; in fact, this is just the be- ginning of a career, for we are merely amateurs in the world’s work, having had no experience whatever, except what we have learned in school. Tonight, friends, we, the class of ’22, meet possibly for the last time in a class union. But as we separate and each takes his individual path out into the world, will this union be dissolved? No, for at school we have become great friends, and thus we hope to be after our school days have ended. Each one of us will go out into the world, some of us probably becoming great men and women, whose names will be recorded in history, while others may be great and still not attain a great name for themselves. It is not always the great things that count in this world, but the little things as well; and if we do each little thing well, gradually the larger things become easier. Longfellow has aptly said: All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds are great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Although none of us may achieve great fame, by heroic deeds or writing inspir- ing poetry, yet we must realize that we are all architects of fate, constructing the walls of character, and should see that only the best material is used in the building. How long our building stands, or, in other words, the length of our lives, is not so important as the quality of the material in the building. Our career is based upon our actions of today and yesterday. For, if we are de- termined to make a success in the world, we must look forward and eagerly grasp the little things which later will develop into greater things. These little things must be done thoroughly and while we are accomplishing these, do not think that because they are not great and will not bring you worldly fame they will not be noticed. In the days gone by, builders wrought their work with great care, and from that we are today reaping the harvest. Page Eighteen