Medina High School - Mirror Yearbook (Medina, NY)

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T THE MIRROR discovered that the great adventure in Education is found in the con- ouest of each difficulty which presents itself, in the faithful and con- scientious preparation of each day's work, and in the keen competition, not so much with one another, as with themselves-the determination to equal and surpass themselves. It is only because the students of Medina High School have that spirit that our school has been able to attain a standard somewhat higher than tl1e average high school in New York State. It ain't tl1e individual Nor tl1e Army as a Whole, But the ever-lasting team-work Of every bloomin' soul. Being created individuals with vastly different natures, We do not always think alike, and consequently difficulties sometimes arise. But after all, t'We's all des human, des common clay, Des need a little help to make Work play. Because of this, may you find in us, the faculty, as We have found in you, an inner spirit of helpfulness, friendliness, courtesy, and a sincere clesilc to do the right thing at all times! Then in after years when memories of the days spent in Medina lligh School co111e trooping back to us, our joys will be renewed, and within our hearts we shall say: ' It's just sweet memory that chants this refrain, I'm glad I touched shoulders With you. -Ruth E. DeLand. The Psalm of the Good Teacher The Lord is my teacher, I shall not lose the way. He leadeth me in the lowly path of learning, He prepareth a lesson for me every day, He bringeth me to the clear fountains of instruction Little by little he showeth me the beauty of truth. The.world is a great book that he hath written, He turneth the leaves for me slowly, They are all inscribed with images and letters, He poureth light on the pictures and the Words. He taketh me by the hand to the hill-top of vision, And my soul is glad when I perceive his meaning, Seventeen 2

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THE MIRROR Teachers of English, of Latin, and French, Our thirst for language efficiently quench. Let us all recognize our teachers' worth, And treat them befitting the Salt of the earth. Let us give credit where credit is due, And be happy in friendship that's loyal and true. Let us work valiantly each day and hour, Knowing full well that Knowledge is power. If each M. H. student will do his full share, He may feel without question his teacher'll be square, And if we in harmony peacefully labor, With naught but good will to our friend and our neighbor, We ,ll know the true happiness evil e'er smothers And find that it's easy to do unto others. -Eleanor Hill. A Tribute to, Our Students By a Member of the Faculty. Joseph Morris has put into verse a little fable about two small raindrops born in the same shower. One was so proud of what he might become that he hustled away to swallow the ocean. In vain the thirsty grass called to him for a drink, and the stranded ship beckoned to him for help. But he took no notice of such trifling things, for he was on his way to astonish the big, wide sea. Reaching there, He leaped into the sea with a puff and a blare. But nobody even knew he was there. But the other drop as it trickled along found work to do on its way. lt bathed the grass which was almost dead, refreshed the lilies grow- ing near the brook, got under the ship, and helped it on its way again, all the while singing a cheerful song, content with its place in life. An ocean it said, ' ' there could not be Except for the millions of drops like me. As a faculty we are proud of our school, proud of the beautiful building which calls forth our best efforts as a means of expressing our appreciation of it, proud of the fact that Medina High School has been able to reach and maintain a high record in scholarship. But the success which has come to the school, as a whole, has been due to those raindrops which have given unstintingly of themselves-those pupils of the Medina High School who have gone the second mile in their service to their school, in the promotion of a friendly spirit in the school, and in the preparation of their daily work. There is no Royal road to learning, and most of the pupils have Sixteen

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Eighteen THE MIRROR In the valley also he walketh beside me, In tl1e dark placfes he whispereth to my heart. Even though my lesson be hard it is not hopeless, For the Lord is patient with his slow seholarg He will wait awhile for my weakness, And help me to read the truth through my tears. -Henry Van Dyke Contentment Trail Over the rise and down the vale Leads the lane of Hflontentment Trail, And the happiest hearts are those who know It isn't where but how we go. He travels best who finds eaeh day The joys of life along the way- Contentment blooming by his path, VVl1atever his prosperous neighbor l1atl1. The fairest flowers grow beside Our daily path, and Walk or ride, He holds the sweetest blooms at last Who stops to pick as he wanders past. ' -Frank Hill Phillips. Su V