Franklin High School - Post Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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T H E P 0 S T Page Nineteen HAZEL WELLS Wazel is very peppy for such a little girl. Her jokes and witty say- ings have helped us to pass many a day joyously. FIETTA WILKIN A pretty, stately. unaffected girl whose sole ambition is to please others. nt? Light Heart The sky turns blue and the wind grows light So I know the noon day's nigh. Leaping across the streams and walking the willowed bank, The great world knows me not, for 1ny heart is light. They say I pretend to be a child. HE CHU, 18th Century, translated by Kim Yap.

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Page Eighteen THE POST EDITH SNYDER Edith with her wonderful voice has sung her way into the hearts of all true Franklinites. MARY BICKNELL Although Mary is not here, we wish her well and appreciate the fact that she wants to get her diploma from Franklin. BERDENA SPEAROW Berdena is a model student as she has shown by her ability to make an all E card. DAVID STRETCH Maw there be more like him in the years to come! Although he chews gum. he is very accomplished and likable. BEATRICE SWANSON Our impression of Beatrice is that she is as wise and loyal as she is attractive and true.

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Page Twenty T H E P 0 S T Class History N the early morn of January 28, 1918, more than a hundred wild-eyed trembling girls and boys entered through the various doors of Franklin High School, and stood around anywhere, everywhere, waiting for someone to tell them where to go. With the assistance of bulletin boards and the guidance of some of the large students, these newcomers were soon collected into one body in the Gymnasium and called to order by a tall man. After a whispered Min Ball, the principal, all gave attention. They. were informed that they constituted the largest entrance group in the history of Franklin g that much was expected of themg and that they were now to report to Rooms 31 a11d 32, the largest rooms in the building, where they would be enrolled as first termers. Then kind seniors, who seemed like gods and goddesses, led the newcomers up the broad stairs to Rooms 31 and 32. Here they were greeted by smiling teachers, assigned desks, and made to feel at ease. So, when the noon bell sounded, they rushed forth talking of our registra.tion teacher, our school, and our class, and so they changed to Uwe. We found the first week a rather trying ordeal, for the upper classmen delighted in making us stand back at the cafeterias and in sending us on such futile errands as to find Room 17 or Room 40. But, after a time, we gained assurance and learned the motto of the cafeteria was first come, first served. Neither could we longer be fooled on room numbersg the key to alll, of Franklin's ten exits and entrances was ours. Our teachers found that, al- though we were trying, we were also interesting, and the upper classmen found we were a lively little set, very convenient to ha.ve around, at times. Our names were not recorded in the great world war, but our deeds were, for in the subscriptions taken for the Red Cross, the Y. M. C. A., and the other reliefs, our class rooms led all the rest. On clean-up day, decorated with the appropriate color, green, we worked to clean up the ground west of the building. We tied with the Juniors for the prize, and were awarded ice cream cones for our good results. When January rolled around again, we proudly entered the doors of Franklin--most important Sophomores. We took our turn teasing the Freshmen and explaining to them the simplicity of Latin and Algebra. But, woe betide! Indirect discourse and theorems deprived us of some of our haughtiness and our teachers of some of their patience before the year was over. We became