Medina High School - Medinian Yearbook (Medina, OH)

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24 ulljr Annual jamon (ttlaaa ijtatorg BY EDITH A. SHEPARD In looking at the M. H. S. class of 1915 today one would scarcely recognize the care- free band of Freshmen who, in the fall of 1911, for the first time entered our magnificent educational structure as high-school pupils. Last but not least were we; for we entered with the overpowering number of seventy-seven, the largest class ever enrolled in M. H. S., and we were justly proud of our record. During our Freshman year we were faithfully watched over and cared for by Miss Sellers, who shared with us our first experience in M. H. S. Our idea of High School was to have our own way and a good time. The former was somewhat interfered with during the year, but vve carried out the latter to its highest degree, for we successfully “ pulled o ff ” five class parties and planned several others. Our high scholastic attainments were few and far between and can be found only by the most minute examination of ancient grade books, and our literary efforts are indeed “ gone but not forgotten,” as is likewise the splendid banquet at their close. At the end of this never- to-be-forgotten year we bade farewell to our noble superintendent, Mr. Carlton, to our patient instructor, Mr. Shade, to our coach and teacher, Mr. Beach, and hesitated between tears and smiles when we learned that our much-lovecl English teacher, Miss Beech, was to leave us for a year. We had now closed a year of high-school life, and, being the largest

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JUNIORS ' — Top row: Beatrice Blakslee, Howard Warner, Alsetta Fretz, Julia Bailey. Second row: Ethel Kreiger, Ralph Waters, Doris Searles, Otto Morlock. Third row: Emily Clark, Marjorie Kindig, Lloyd Heath, Dessie Leatlierman. Fourth row: Ruth Burkett, Alfred Dannley, Harold Burnham, Orene Sherman. Fifth row: Guy Chamberlain, Jennie Rickert, Anna Holcomb, Edith Shepard.

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(Hlje Attttual 25 class in the High School ever known in Medina, we felt that we had played an important part in the world’s current events. At the beginning of the second year perhaps the “ gayest ” bunch of “ young ” Sopho- mores that ever crossed the threshold entered the assembly room to meet and greet Miss O’Connor and with her help hold down this solemn chamber through the year in which we rounded the second curve of our course. This year we also welcomed to our midst our superintendent, Mr. Edmund, Miss Crockett, and Miss Swisher. Though perhaps less violent, our gayety was not in the least diminished, and came to a grand climax in the High School ball given in March at the suggestion of the Sophs. Now with a start of surprise we discovered that our race was half finished and that we were already Juniors. On entering this year we left behind us our first guardian Miss Sellers (who decided that she liked our fair city but, though remaining in it, preferred to alter her name and occupation), our principal, Mr. Smith, and Miss Swisher; but in their stead came Miss Feeney, Miss Beech, Mr. Stear, and Mr. Godlove. On Miss Beech’s return we persuaded Mr. Edmund that she really needed our care and protection and so she has spent the year with us in “ our little room down stairs,” bearing with us our trials and tribulations and helping us in all our tasks from beautifying our room with ferns and flowers to elevating our minds with Shakespeare, Homer, etc. We have had fewer “ doings ” this year than in those preceding, but it has been no less enjoyable; and when its door closes we shall all feel that one of the most memorable years of our life has been shut behind. In these three years of high-school life we have been taught by fourteen different teachers, Miss Schmidt being the only one who has been with us all the time. From seventy- seven our number has diminshed to forty-one. Many and varied are the reasons for its decrease; some have been called from us for more important business, others have moved to different towns, and still others on account of convenient nervous breakdowns have been compelled to seek more quiet and healthful surroundings. In athletics we have never failed to furnish the teams with representatives worthy of praise, while the rest of us shouted ourselves hoarse from bleachers and side-lines. And now “ not at the top but climbing,” the class of 1915 stands ready to start down the home stretch as grave and reverend Seniors.