Julia Richman High School - Spotlight Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Administration MISS BLANCHE HOWELL MISS GENEVIEVE HAYES MRS. MARY DENSON he lovely lady of the North School is she, me listens to our every plea. ff X D her we go for an early pass, if r to be excused for cutting a class. Our charming Annex Head is she, She helps in many ways. A very great pleasure it is for meg To present Miss Genevieve Hayes. Mrs. Denson's busy as a bee, She works every day for you and f Tho' to us, she is the Senior Queen. These three people lead the way, In our work, throughout the day. They lend us each a guiding hand, For this we thank them, and say You're grand. LOUISE DUBIN ELEANOR SCHNEIDER o Her omcial title is the Senior Dean, I' me

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I have a picture of a little girl who had heard such vigorous and heated discussion of politics at home that she simply had to attend the political meeting, to which inci- dently only men were invited, at which Teddy Roosevelt spoke for William McKinley, the candidate for President. Staying after school for a week for cutting, and fin danger of annihilationl wiggling down a crowded aisle of men, were a small price to pay for the rapture of standing against the platform, near enough to touch Mr. Roosevelt, looking up into his face and hearing him say, lim dee-lighted to be here. Think of sharing the spotlight with Teddy-and being quite unaware of it! Or perhaps you would like to hear of the same little girl and her brother, aged three and five, who started out to find their mother who had gone to a church service in the big tent which served the summer colony for a church. The easiest way to enter, as far as they were concerned, was to roll under the tent. It was a matter of complete indifference that they arrived in the spotlight, so to speak, in front of the pulpit, ignored the speaker, and surveyed the audience, with audible comments as to where mother might be. Mother, incidentally, was crouched down, out of sight, suc- cessfully avoiding the spotlight. The spotlight plays upon Charles P. Steinmetz, the great scientist and inventor of things electrical, reciting to a thrilled high school class in Greek Qfrom the Iliadl. We had a vision of the sheer enjoyment that he found in what to us was still something of drudgery. Helen Wills at sixteen in pigtails- Little Poker Face, the papers called her- winning the woman's tennis matches at Forest Hills, Sir Harry Lauder, the Scotch ballad singer, in the Atlantic City Traymore Grill after a concert, suddenly breaking into song, and entertaining a delighted audience for an hourg Hiram Corson, one of the great Browning scholars and a personal friend of the poet, holding an audience so enthralled that they were not even conscious of the more than untidy and startling dress of the speaker, and the several rings on every finger of either hand. I recall the excitement with which we watched Secretary of State Lansing in November 1918, writing on hotel stationery and posting in a drug-store window on the Atlantic City Boardwalk the statement: I have had no information that would lead me to place any credence in the report of an Armistice on the Westem Front. Three days later, however, on November eleventh, at five o'clock in the morning, the great organ in the church across the way pealed out the joyous news of the real Armistice, and in less time than it takes to tell, the streets were crowded with laughing, weeping people. The first World War was over! So the spotlight of memory swings always to and fro. The world-wide spotlight is focused today on figures and events of importance in winning an enduring World Peace. May this SPOTLIGHT of yours in the future recall to you the funny, tragic, interesting and lovely experiences you have had in the Julia Richman years. PRINCIPAL limit i7. 'ii51.Wa

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WE IIISIIIISS LIFE The most precious of all gifts-Life, is given to us to do with as we please. But for all freedom-loving men and women life immediately assumes a special meaning and pattem, because it is formed within the molds of democracy, toleration, and kindness. Life is a stnlggle between good and evilg between man and the soul of mang between the individual and society, life is a struggle for the survival of the fittest, and each man believes himself fittest and his ideas most lasting. Yet, there are those individuals who do not live life fully, who do not dare to wrestle with life's problems, who shield their eyes from .the blinding glare of fact and truth. Then, there are those who pessimistically see only the blackness of life, only the hardship and misery. Life was not meant to be lived in either of these ways, life is a jewel with bright and dull spots, but always a jewel, always shining. We must take the bad with the good, but joy comes after sorrow, as day comes after night. Now, as time and time before, life, as we know it, seems to be sinking into the quicksand of desolation, falling into a black and bottomless pit. The spirit and letter of the Bible when it says, Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war anymore, has always been violated. Men have always bound each other, but man has always broken his shackles, man and his love for freedom and individualism will always triumph over bondage. Our life, our freedom is undergoing another test. This is no time to chant the cold dirges of the baflled and sullen hymns of defeat , this is a time for faith and courage and action. Life occupies the center of the stage. Follow her carefully. Her moods and methods are intricate, her words and movements are subtle, her purpose is that of all f reedom-loving men. A beam cuts through the heavy mist which threatens to envelop humanity. A spotlight is focused upon the stage of the world--upon Life! ADELE LEFKOWITZ 9