Lake View High School - Red and White Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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lllllllllll Ll Ellll I SPEAK FOR DEMOCRACY You ask me this? You ask me why it is my belief? Do you ever think of liberty? Do you ever delve in freedom? Did you ever stop to think who really gave us all of these? Oh yes, there were great statesmen-Washington and Old Abe . But there were many others who died for this great cause. But the one who really gave us all, that anyone could ask, was the Lord that lives in Heav'n, Creator of us all. You see the earth? You see the sky?-It is there for you and me. You see those people walkin' about? They are happy to be free. Look at that little newsboy shouting out his lines. He will be there tomorrow. He can shout to his heart's con- tent! He can speak with every word his little body holds, as long as he does not hurt his neighbor or his fellow men. You go to your Church or Temple. You sing or pray in peace, no one ever bothers you and tells you, you must stop! Freedom of religion, you may go to your Church, I will go to mine. Oh yes, eq- listen! Hear that voice? It sounds all o'er the world. That's the voice of Miss Liberty singing our theme: Send me your tired and your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse at your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door. Do you know now why I speak for Democracy? I can go on for days! I am so glad I can look to God in Heav'n and thank Him for all He has done! ! I knew you would see it. .loin with me in thanking Him. Let Him know that there are some who are grateful. Some who really take advantage of this great Democracy. -Patricia Gavin 4B-6 The theme I Speak for Democracy won this tele I1 Illl Jll IIIIIIILI III TV IS HERE TO STAY 1947 was the year I was initiated into the TV cult. At that time television was the usurper of radio, and their rivalry was similar to that between Canasta and Bridge. I will always remember that first time and set. It was a clear day, and, with the perfect reception we had, we were able to get snow. It was really an accomplishment. But I soon graduated from the watching body of tele- vision viewers to the manipulating class. The manipulators were the highest class you could rise to in television. By watching the other manipulators, I thought I knew it all. The next time I went to my friend's house, my big chance came. Making sure nobody was watching, I tip- toed to the TV set. The button on the left said, off and on. I slowly pushed it to the on side and awaited the results tensely. Nothing happened. It was not plugged in. I plugged it in, and immediately white lines that looked like the yard markers on a football field streaked across the screen. I reached for the right button and turned it to channel four. I worked the second knob from the left until the screen was clear. I had found the secret of working a TV set. I then settled back to watch pro- ceedings, but saw that I had a beautiful test pattern. But TV has come a long way since then. I have become a proven veteran of the TV war. TV has become a household necessity. Talent shows, movies, and extravaganzas are all shown for our enioyment. Colored TV has come into being. Yes, TV is here to stay. -Robert Chesne 3A-6 set for us.

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Gllllllllllilll Plllltll P0 'llll' An English department must do many things for a school. It must not only teach the student to speak and write English correctly, but it must give them an appreciation of the literature which has gone into the making of our language. This is not an easy task, but one that is accomplished each year as the months roll by. Two factors enter into creating an interest in our native tongue. These are the subiect material, and the way in which it is presented. The curriculum offered at Lake View is varied in its context. There are l iournalism classes for those interested in l writing, drama and public speaking for the future thespians of Lake View, and classes in radio and television, echoing the students' cry for progress. ln the regular English class, the course of study may range from Beowulf to Benchley, from Shakespeare to Shaw. Grammar is taught so that oneudoes not simply memorize rules, but understands them also. For those who lack the proper reading comprehension, remedial English is offered. ln these classes special units are used as a source to accelerate reading efficiency. The staff of the English Department en- courages students to continue learning more and more, and accomplishing things them- selves by having their talents brought out and developed individually. The Department can speak for itself in the following pages which show what the students themselves have accomplished. An English class studying their units. Selecting a set of Hamlet to be delivered to an English Seven class.

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Overhead the street lamp shone, trying vainly to pen- 'IIILIIIIISIU lllllllll lllll 'IIC TELEVISION T.V. or not T.V. -that is the question Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The neurosis and baggy eyes resulting from T.V. programs, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing them, refuse to have a set. So might a modern Shakespeare have expressed public sentiment concerning television. In my estimation, tele- vision is a wonderful invention-for hermits and those individuals who have nothing else to do of primary importance. However, for a busy family with children of school age, television sets should have a time device by which only a certain number of programs may be viewed in one day. Television families have become procrastinators-they put off until later something that should be done while they are watching the last half-hour of Uncle Miltie, and many children are too entranced with the gruntings and groanings of Gorgeous George to get their homework done until after Murder Before Midnight. Then, too, people are beginning to become unappreciative of good talent, because of the huge num- ber of variety shows. Younger children now accept rocket ships, space suits, and trips to the moon as commonplace- not to mention the outcropping of iunior Hopalong Cassidy Troopers . Although there are many good points concerning television, I have come to the conclusion that-unless American families and educators decide to concentrate more on televlSi0n GS Cm IHTGQFOII PGH of OUT daily GXISTSHCG, television should be relegated to the position ofthe movies-an occasional treat. I know, I come from a television family. -Joanne Hoover 3A-6 GRADUATION NIGHT At last it was over! Now it was a thing of the past. Bob stretched out in bed, tired, but relieved. Tonight after four years, he had been graduated. Tonight, and As I walked slowly down the street, the rain beat its monotonous rhythm against my face and clothing. etrate the half-mist of fading evening. My footsteps cracked sharply through the pervading silence, shattered only by the occasional roar of a passing car or the rumble of a train in the distance. The damp air seemed to pierce my clothing, and filled me with sudden shivers with each gust of wind. The sky was almost black, sprinkled with a few faint stars that glim- mered through gaps in clouds still orange from the sun's last rays. The darkness was heightened by yellow pat- terns of light that dotted shadowy buildings half-hid by approaching night. This was a world of unreality, a scene for meditation, and, as I walked, I wondered that there could be such solitude, such quiet loneliness in the midst of humanity. Richard Lyons AA-4 Scene from the Taming of the Shrew for all the nights of his life to come, he was free of the shackles of homework, free of the piercing voices of tired, crabby teachers. Yes, free--free of a crowded lunch room, of noisy corridors, and of murmuring study halls. Tonight he was a man, a man, not a school boy any longer. He tried to laugh victoriously and ioyfully, but strangely enough the laughter choked deep in his throat and came out a sob. Oh, darn it, he was free-Why did he feel this way-why couIdn't he laugh? It's over, it's gone and I'm glad. I've been waiting so long -he tried to convince himself. Yes, it was over-gone-never to be lived again. Gone Gone Gone Never to be lived again. Slowly an unfamiliar tear trickled down his face, and he felt very, very old. Judith Toler 3B-8 THE BEAUTIFUL THINGS The beautiful things are many, The sad ones rather few: To look with respect upon each one ls the wisdom imparted to you. To reioice in the glory of sunset, And the silvery, lovely moon, To watch each sweet flower that opens To hear each dear bird's happy tune. To love, 'and to be loved by others, To lend, and to give things away: This is what makes life worth living, And brings us some sunshine each day. Eleanor Gregory IA 3