Oakfield High School - Oak Leaves Yearbook (Oakfield, WI)

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 Bve. ) J Junior Qirl ---: SOPHOMORE CLASS POEM Jiah, rah, rah. who are we We are the Sophomores, yes we be, We're the class that takes the lead All the time, in thought and deed, We're not Freshies green as grass Who boast and stare at things they pass. Neither are we Junior Hunks Stylish! Oh, and little spunks. Neither do we know it all Like the mighty Seniors tall, We are cheerful, bright and strong. We make things move right along. As we hustle through this school, We obey our teachers’ rule, Come on, freshies, move this way. Listen what we have to say, If you grow up true and strong You'll be Sophomores before long.

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== SOPHOMORE ALPHABET A is for Arithmetic, with which the sophomores struggled. B is for Bessie, who never gets muddled. C is for Clayton, the favorite of all. I) is for Della, so great yet so small. E is for our editor, with his welcome smile. F is for feeling, which was scattered a mile. (i is for Gertrude, the star of the class. II is for Hazel, who never looks in the glass. 1 is for illness, which took from us Will. J is for Jessie, who lives on the hill. K is for Kelsey, so tall and so slim. j is for Lloyd, so small and so trim. M is for Marie, whose laugh is so hearty. N is for nickels, which help with a party. () is for obedience, which we always did give. P is for pastimes, without which we couldn't live. Q is for questions, which the teachers did ask. R is for Ripley, who could do any task. S is for society, so plainly shown. T is for the tours, so widely known. C is for unity, which never did Break. V is for the ventures, which the sophs did take. W is for Ward, whose face always beams. X is for the ex’s which adorn our themes. V is for the yells, with which the building rings. Z is for zealousness, with which our Best boy does all things. PROF. DRIVES TO ROSEN DALE

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SOPHOMORE HOSPITALITY Prelude T'was a fine bright winter day Sophomore girlies went away Upstairs to recite in a class. And altho it's strange to say They left downstairs a spread so gay To be discovered by a bonnie Junior lass. How she giggled when she found it. I Iow her bright eyes danced with joy. Was told by the one who found her. Oh! he was a Junior boy. Then these two good jolly Juniors Straitway up the stairs they went. With their faces full of laughter And their minds on mischief bent. There the ever watchful teacher Caught the twinkle in their eye Hut as soon as e'er his back was turned. The glorious news did Hy. Then they planned the thing together. How the spread they all would steal, And tote away and hide somewhere. Till time for Sophies meal. They knew they conld not all go On this important mission So they choose two trusty members, This to avoid suspicion. Directions had been given So down stairs these persons crept Until they reached the cupboard Where this wonderous spread was kept. Those foolish girls had thot this cupboard Would harbor safely all put in it; And they little knew the danger Now approaching every minute. Swiftly, but with careful fingers All their spread the Juniors took. Carried slyly from the basement And hid in a secluded nook.