Elizabeth City High School - Spotlight Yearbook (Elizabeth City, NC)

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VVe tasted, then, Again of the qualities of life And found the taste not quite so Pleasant, as it had seemed at first. For VVe had learned that age means Tears and heartaches, with one and All - - - There was a teacher, too who since Has passed from earthly things. The year Rolled by, and with another dawning VVe came, as third graders, to learn Of worldly things. A fourth year, and Then a fifth, a sixth, And another, until they numbered Seven. And we stood, and looked into The future, and saw ourselves as we are to-nite. Freshmen we became- Freshmen in name and spirit. Unused To the strange customs and practices Of high school. But soon we learned. And waging war with Latin, math, Science, civics and English, we made our mark And placed our foot upon the second step: To become Sophomores. ,Q 'i ll 1 ,WM-YV 15,1 .

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E' 'igiatnirv We stood that day trembling and afraid, And gazed into the faces Of our teachers. And they guided us To desks of oak and maple. They lead our thoughts, and speaking gently To us, calmed our apprehensions lliith kindly words. And the wind And birds and trees and flowers Xlhispered, and filled our souls 'XYith happiness-Qfor our School days had begun. XYe stopped, And like the bee, sipped a little Cf the honey, to refresh ourselves lYith its fragrance. And as we Sipped, the delight of another XlVorld became our own: for we Soon could add and subtract, read And write, and ride in opaque Glee with Baby Ray and his dog. And the days rolled onig another year VVas ushered in.

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As Sophomores Our egotism flamed into a fire, and XYe fared forth to tell the world That we, the class of 29, knew it All, and always would know it All. Then we discovered something More to learn. f And so XYhen Juniors we became, the Play progressed swiftly. VVith Anxious hearts we practised the dignity Of Seniority, which would soon be ours. The year rolled by, and presently we stood At the shrine of aspiration. XVhere once we worshipped. Seniority is A funny thing-so coveted, so besought, And yet so empty in onie's grasp. The year has marked the pathway of Our destiny. The year has marked The climax of a school career. 'Ere another night has passed we Shall have said goodbye.