Newport High School - Blunita Yearbook (Newport, PA)

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12 THE BLUE AND WHITE For just we two, As this comes ;o you, A greeting true. SOME SCHOOL DILEMMAS Mildred Hain, ’28 Studying English gets on my brain; Present see, past participle seen, past saw, Write, wrote and written go the same. We must get it without a flaw. Ana these foreign languages. I cant tell What they’re all about, can you? To my mind they just won’t Jell, Sounds like hibberty. jibberty, ju. Speaking French is quite the rage, Parley-vous Francois, Mademoiselle? And I surely try to act my age. But how I come out I’d hate to tell. Imagine History remaining neglected. I admit it leaves me most perplexed; Once I answered . Evolution. I should have said Revolution. It may be seen by this last example, That lessons may get all twisted; By bluffing an answer as a sample, In the book it won't be listed. Get your lesson out well. Recite them like A. B, C; A better rule as many can tell, Who are far wiser than we. THE OWL J. E. Wolf, ’31 A wise old owl sat on a tree. He wae as happy as he could be; I asked him why and he did say. Because tnis is Sain; Valentine s Day.

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 THE BLUE AND WHITE 11 ODE TO OUR OLD BUILDING Nellie Henderson, ’30 Dear old building we leave you, But not with a smile; The pleasure you gave ue, Was just for a while. Although we are going. Never more be returning; You dear old building. Has set us on the path to learning. The new building I hear, Is both fine and fit; And surely some day. We will learn to love it. An when we are aged, And maybe gray; We will point to you. building, And here’s what we’ll say. “That building my children, So grand and so tall; Is the place where we learned The best knowledge of all.’’ VALENTINE GREETINGS To-day is Valentine. Won’t you be mine. If I’ll be thine. On this, St. Valentine? I love you so, I wanted you to know Before the wind doth blow, And we do have snow. Let not thy love depart. But keep within thy heart. Remember thou art mine, On this, St. Valentine. The sky is blue,

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the BLUE AND WHITE IS And then I said. I do not know, Why that should elate you so; And with wondering eyes he told, As the sun was a sinking disc of gold. Told me briefly how his love so fair. With soft brown feathers for her hair, He sent him a greeting true. It gave him a thrill right through. A wise old owl sat on a tree. I asked him what he thought of me. He told me ’twasn’t very much. I asked him why this was such. And this is what he said to me, ft is very plain to see, That as long as you wander wide, You will never be a blushing bride. A wise old owl sat on a tree. He was as happy as he could be; And so was I, because I knew, What the old owl had said was true. Don’t fail to see “The Charm School.” to be presented by the Senior class February 28 and 29.