Medill High School - Medillite Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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10' ' 'WWW Mlyluywgeiifiyi r uw.. fr r 1 U f--1 v 'iff f . il -1+ . - - ' !!- ''llllllllllllllllffilimlg -mlfi:QQ6CLii5g2i5..,,5,5e1Wlm IIWMDII 's am.....wlnm 'l Q-1+ --- 4 -r 'wir' U l-- ' 1 X. 'X y A 1 '-'-Wim H,-1-A -- - ' HISTORY OF JUNE CLASS On the eighth day of September in the year of nineteen hundred twenty-five, the class of UJUIIC-IQ2'7,, came into existence. It was a great occasion for us all. Everyone from a senior to an advanced freshman looked us over with a patronizing air, such as a young boy looks over his new baby sister. Crowds of us freshies were struggling through the halls, not knowing where we were going. After great difficulty, we finally reached the last place left to go- the third floor. We soon found ourselves in Room 312. Oh, the noise and the remarks! After much discussion among ourselves, we suddenly became quiet. The room became absolutely noiseless. Mr. Hall had entered. With a smiling face, he glanced at us little Freshies. He was glad to see a large crowd entering our good old Medill . He soon won the heart of every little freshman in the room. We re- ceived blanks and papers on which we had to write our family history . Nine o'clock the next morning we began our career. During our freshman year, we learned the habits and ways of Medill. The big sisters and brothers under Miss Adams' kindly supervision helped us enjoy our first year of life at Medill. Towards the end of a happy and well-spentytar it soon dawned upon us that we were to become Sophomores. Oh! what a grand and glorious feeling! Our Sophomore year was filled with joy and happiness. VVe had various dances and socials and developed good lungs from cheering for our teams at the different games. We had examinations, too, alas! but here we are now at the gate of com- mencement. W'hat thrills of joy and sorrow are intermixed. X How happy we have been! and how hard we have worked, striving upwards toward a goal which we have almost reached, and yet how sad we are when we realize that soon we shall leave our golden school days behind. Commencement time finds us with a feeling of real sadness at leaving the Alma Mater. The memories of our different activities and lasting friendships will always be a part of our happy recollections. Our high school life has been an en- joyable experience-perhaps more enjoyable than any of us yet fully appreciates. May it prove a real inspiration in our future relationships-may we cling to the ties that bind us to our present hope to be of real service to our home, our school, our fellow beings. May we ever remember our class motto: No man Iivcth to him- .veff alone. TINA HECKMAN CLARA CH ERMAN Class Historians Page 87 rf v . ' 5 . 1 .gpf-Y -..-h-wiQlf- 'hl.1lllI'l.mf T WIHIIIIQ fi, f' ll Dum' i I i if I f Q ' T T ii'5 'T-. '- ,. g-Q-ff 1.5, --ii-,--' 12-' 1 21-'ff

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