Ferguson High School - Crest Yearbook (Ferguson, MO)

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Ferguson High School was then started, Alma Mater of splendid students, In addition were the small grades Where the smaller children labored, Were abused, but still endured Till they to high school were promoted. Then they are no longer babies But should wish to study harder, To malce their lives one of real service Rather than a burden be to others. Sports they have besides their studies To develop healthy bodies That can nourish active minds. In baseball, tennis, football, also, With other schools do they contend. Always the best they have are giving True sportsmanship they're ever showing. Then again the population Of this village now called city, Doubled, grew, some more and tripled: Banks there are, and factory, also, Drug stores, barbers, and garages Print shop and a railroad station, And the school again expanded, A gym, new high school now are added, Which to the student now is giving A greater chance for better study. And now they say a new arrival At our high school is a body Of the students called the Council. This will give to all the students A chance to show what they can do In helping teachers, and subduing, Confusion, noise, and regulating School government and activities, As well as teachers now are doing And'to get experience, welcome When their life they are directing. Now they have a dandy annual Which was christened IVlialceta. Scanning thru its several pages In future years will bring us mem'ries Pleasant of our former school days. Then our Mialceta will be treasured. This is history of our High School Where many children acquired learning And later used to best advantage. May it always be progressive, Teaching the best thru the best of teachers. Five

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Four Our School Long before we can remember, On a hill in nature's glory Grew a grove of stately oak trees, While on one side was a meadow, On another stretched a forest, Plants of all kinds grew unhindered Around this place of peace and grandeur In the trees frislced chattering squirrels, Beneath them ran the furry ceatures, Rabbits, foxes, 'coons and 'possums. Hunted by none except the Indian, The proud child of mother nature. Sometime after came a stranger To this unmarred spot of nature. Brought with him his plow and rifle, Built a house of rough, hewn oak trees, Below this hill of natural splendor- This was the coming of the white man. They found this country fair and fertile, Grain grew well, and game was plenteous. So their friends all came here also, Built a village, and were prosperous. Later Indians were but a mem'ry, A store appeared, post office also, And Ferguson they called the village. Then the elders of this village Held forth in meeting and decided Their children needed education. So they loolced about to hnd For their school a good location, Saw from 'far the stately oak trees That the summit of a hill was gracing. Here, they said, XVill be our school. The next September was so different For this place among the oak trees. Children-- happy, shouting, playing, Came in numbers to the building That was built just to prepare them For a life well worth the living. Teachers four there were to teach them And to use the birch rod also. Since the school was a success And the people of the village Grew to many times its former numbers, So the patrons of this district Planned to make it bigger, better, That their children might become learned.

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ix go ,m CDedication CTO Miss Soraghan, our coach and teacher for the past two years and an inspiration to her pupils, We, the students of Fergu- son High, sincerely dedi- cate the 1926 issue of the Zifliaketa. 'E-3