Fenger Academy High School - Courier Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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4B Class Officers Robert XVintercorn Pff'Xitfl'7lf Loretta Kummercr Vive-Presirfwzl Eleanor Boak S1'crcIm'y Adelaide Green W Truasu rer i i Dune Nights The wonders of the dunes, their beauty and wildness have been described by many writers, but many forget the enchanting effect of the duneland nights. The beauty of the day and the glamour of the sunset combine to form Won- drous twilights. As one climbs the hills to the beach, leaving the heat of the day behind, each step brings into view wider and wider expanses of gorgeously painted sky till finally moodful and ever-changing Lake Michigan lies below. The bright stars but shortly precede the glowing jewels encircling the curve of the lake. The sand made hot and eye-searing by the sun is trans- formed to a shimmering, cool, white cloak by the moon. The charging waves, with all their wildness and power, their white banners flying above the dark water, crack on the shore. It is only natural that the trivial events and banter of the day drop away leaving the mind in a recep- tive state for thought-silence seems to speak louder than the sounds of the day. Finally one is lulled to sleep, his strength redoubled for the work of the next day. LPETER VANDER PLOEG, 4B Hon. Ment., Sr. Prose, Courier Lit. Cont. Being Friends There's happiness in Ending friends, As we travel to and fro, And there's gladness too in making friends, as on through life we go, But the blessedness that never ends, is the daily joy of just being friends. -DoLoREs SIBBERT, 4B. 4B Class The ancients believed that there was an un- known power that drove men on to their destiny. But we in later years believe that it is not this, but it is the action and imagination of our youth that prompts us to take up our course across the great u-nknown. The immortal Shakespeare said, Our faults lie not in our stars but in ourelvesf' Are We 4B's heeding the warnings that bring to us specters of the grim reality of the future? Are we looking upwards to the top of the stairs or is our sight confined to only the next step? Do we consider that life in reality is to be a repetition of our time spent in securing an edu- catiofn, or are We forming a foundation upon which we are to lay the corner-stones of our career? Shall we be able to solve the problems of life as we are now solving our petty problems which loom so large to us now? Are we making this an im- portant step in our development or are we just filling our minds with facts and calling it a gen- eral education? When the familiar doors and cor- Pagc 26 ridors of Fenger High fade away to be replaced by the stern doors of life, shall we let others form our destinies or shall we use this thing called an education as a hammer in the hands of Thor to open these doors of life. We 4B's will have one more glorious fling as 4A's here at Fenger. We plan to make it a suc- cessful and beneficial period of our lives and not just another toll-bridge in the so-called trail of destiny. As we progress socially, we must realize that our companions of today are not just people of the present but that they are the likeness of our future associations. How many of us consider that our athletic achievements are not just an element in our lives but rather accomplishments in a class in nature's school? 4B classes of the past have accomplished great things. They have seemingly finished school, their foundation of life, with a keen eye for the future. We, in our pres- ent capacity, must do the same! -CHARLES PIIGGINS, 4B. PETER VANDERPLOEG, 4B.

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4B CLASS ,,-.. .- .rf--.-,W . . ,. . ,,. . 1. .,- I , ' I . IJ V DIVISION 7505-4B T011 Row-Mannquist, Gilkison, Horne, Swierkos, Stakenas Louzcnsky, Beck, Smith, Zordan. Middle Row-Spannare Succola, Gonska, Boak, Reifschncider, Nespcca, Regal. Bot: font Row-Larsen, Przyborowski, Pieliler, Liskoski, Cal- vetto, Huizcnga, Weaver, Nyberg, Skatkus. Courier Rep-Jones. Teacher-Miss Blachley. LANKY -. Lanky was an old cow hand Who roped them big and smallg His lasso never missed its mark, He always made them fall. His ears were big, his legs were bowed, His teeth were pearly whiteg His hair was red as red could be, And, boy, how he could fight! I-Ie wasn't very fond of girls, They made him feel so shyg And if he saw one come along, Heid run to pass them by. Let's take our leave of Lanky now, And I guess you realize That he will be an old cow hand Until the day he dies. -MARJORIE OI-ILENKAMP, 4B Hon. Ment., Sr. Poetry, Courier Lit. Cont. DIVISION 7503-4B Top Row-Neuens, Morrison, Mazor, Tate, Rigoni, Der- thick, Jacobsen, Lobbes, Smith. Middle Row-Puckoris, Artuso, Moelxring, Kumarowski, Minkalis, Carrier, Ham- mermeister, Adducci. Botlom Raw-Siegel, Aylmer, Bierzy- ehudek, DeKokcr, Johnston, Vallenari, Riedel, Goding. Courier Rep.-Rigoni. Teacher-Miss Thomas. AUTUMN LEAVES Autumn leaves of brown and yellow, Flying, flying all around, Why are you in such a hurry To be lying on the ground? Do you ever stop to think, When from your lofty home you fly, That your place on earth would be Not near as safe as yours on high? Do you dream of wondrous things That you see down here below? Do you think when you are free That that's the place you want to go? But, alas! when from the tree All your fetters you have broke, Then a man with rake comes 'long And all your dreams go up in smoke. -ADRIANA COOK, 4B Hon. Ment., Sr. Poetry, Courier Lit. Cont. GIVING THANKS I XVe're thankful for the sunshine That helped the corn and wheat to grow, We're thankful for the Autumn And the leaves, the wind did blow. II We're thankful for the winter And the wind and rain so wildg We're thankful for the snow drifts That by the way are piled. III We're thankful for the Pilgrims, Who could give thanks and pray When the harvest all was gathered in On that first Thanksgiving day. -RUTH OLSON, 4B Hon. Ment., Sr. Poetry, Courier Lit. Cont. Page 27