Lancaster Mennonite High School - Laurel Wreath Yearbook (Lancaster, PA)

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I had heard of you, L.M.S. Your fame had reached even to my ears. I had studied your LAUREL WREATHS. I knew the names of the buildings and the titles of some of the teachers. I had even picked out some of the pet subjects. And I might have been able to attach a name to some of the many faces. Yes, I had heard of you, L.M.S. L.M.S., I entered your portals. Into your classrooms and halls I brought my foreknowledge. But I guess I was rather green after all, for I found you not. Your face was somewhat familiar, but only as' a strangefs countenance resembles a distant friend's. Your strange- ness compelled me to search for a greater insight. And I wondered, Where is the L.M.S. that I heard of, the L.M.S. I had read about? And I pondered, Who is this L.M.S.?', Then one day I met you, or rather I recognized you. It was strange, our encounter. As our car was pulling out the drive for home, I felt a tiny tug inside. The tug grew stronger. When I arrived among my family and they asked and questioned, Do you like school? What is L.M.S. like? I knew. I no longer wondered who you were. I understood. Be patient with us. Realization of your nature dawns upon each of us in a different way. For some of us it takes a long time. Oh, yes, you do change face from year to year, but at heart you remain the same all the time. You are the student!

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