McAuley High School - McAuleyan Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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-'m the library, shhh!, realizing that means you! -in the gym, having the time of your life by letting go freely all tensions built up inside. -in a 15-minute study hall, communicating to a friend in the first row when you sit in the last. -'m the secluded auditorium awaiting the rush of classes to accumulate. -in art class, creating something from nothing. -Biology learning center--i.n a room of growth, of life, of learning. -'at the lunch table Where everyone is on some kind of tuna and apple diet. -slouched' in the phone booth during lunch breaks. -in thecrowded, noisy halls surrounded by plaid skirts and White blouses. -off in a make -believe world of what happened this past weekend and what's going on next weekend.

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. .--,, A....a...e As we live and grow through edu- cation, we realize we are here for a purpose. Some are just here to learn, to teach, to dis- cover themselves and others, some for just mere fun; but those who reach out, grow from ex- periences, become a friend, come before the sun. While sitting in class, staring at the walls, a wave of loneliness sweeps over me. I can hear the wild laughter in the halls--It seems happy chatter sets people free. Now Ilm there, too, with one class left--five down. Dodge 'mg the bodies and the bobbing heads, sharing good times and just clowning around. Yet, in- side I still feel isolated. My dreams are shot down, my feel- ings don't mend. I'm a part of it all . . . but still alone. Why am I like this? I have lots of friends; but none understand, not even at home. Maybe someday my mind will be washed, and all difficul- ties unfurled; but for now I'm just a lonely frosh, all confused in this grownup world.