Ferndale Union High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Ferndale, CA)

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Editorial The public, when passing judgment on the Annual, should take into con- sideration the fact that each year the staff is composed mostly of new mem- bers. Perhaps the best way to judge the edition is to compare it with past ones. ,In editing the publication, we have done our best to avoid the hard and fast lines that have been followed for the past nine years. Wherever possible we have made it entirely different from the others. Although the staff has had the greatest opposition, including a daily paper and the Typographical Union, they have stood together and worked in unison for the success of the Tomahawk. The majority of the staff are Seniors and the Senior motto, Climb though the rocks be rugged, has always been our guiding star. If those who have striven to make the paper a failure and boosted the cry, home industry, would conscientiously ask themselves, Do I practice what I preach? the majority would answer themselves negatively. They advo- cate home industry when it benefits them. If those that knock and oppose would co-operate and practice their own teachings, they would obtain results from the rising generation. To us, the slogan boost does not simply mean knock the other felow, but it does mean to work for the benefit of the whole community. We do not wish you to understand that we believe we should have no difficulties to surmount. On the contrary, the surmounting of difficulties is in itself an education. The Student Body has had many difficulties to overcome during the past year. The old bills left by the last Student Body were paid as soon as possible. The Student Body has now a surplus in the treasury, due to careful management. In educational lines we have accomplished as much as possible. We have not lost sight of the fundamental aim of the school and our regular duties have always received first attention. The book contains a complete history of the school year, as even the track results are given, and track was held only ten days ago. This edition also contains a two-page address to the patrons of the school, written by our esteemed principal, Mr. C-rant. It should be read by everyone who has the welfare of the school at heart. The staff wishes to thank all those who have helped us make the paper what it is. We are indebted to our advertisers for their support, to all the faculty, especially to Miss Clyne, the faculty adviserg to Miss Herdeg, under whose careful management the typing has been done, to Miss Moser, who has given us aid in the art department, and to Mr. Grant, who has done his best in our behalf. In submitting to the people of Eel River Valley this tenth issue of the Tomahawk, the staff has made an earnest effort to give a paper worthy of the school it represents. The success of the paper depends upon you. If, in your estimation, we have truly represented the school life in an interesting and attractive way, the staff may take upon themselves the credit of having published a most successful paper. If we have accomplished our aim, I think it is due to the harmonious co-operation and unceasing efforts of the entire staff, together with the sup- port of the Student Body. HAROLD AGGELER, '17. 30

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