Oakville High School - Tillicum Yearbook (Oakville, WA)

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,,,,-ffqx- K gif ' g ,N, pf- ., - if si The Black and Gold Classmates, teachers, parents, friends-I have chosen for my topic tonight, one that seems eminently fitting for this, our last night as Seniors of the Oakville High School, that is our glorious colors, Black and Gold. , From the beginning of time, gold has been the symbol of value, and of purity. As pure as refined gold , has passed into a proverb, and as good as gold, as true as gold, as pure as gold, are com- parisons in almost daily use. But gold in its native state, is never pure. It must always be tried by fire, and purged of all dross and impurities, before it attains to the perfection of its highest state of value, and here is where the black of trial and tribulation is in- troduced, for the gold can never reach its best except through the blackness of the purifying heat. Thus it must be with the formation of our characters, and with the living of our lives. The gold must represent to each one of us, the perfection of character and attainment that we aim to reach in our development, but the gold of itself would be far from pure were it not for the blend of the black that brings out its true value and makes the character perfect through suffering , in the same proportion as gold is made pure by fire. The gold and black may well represent the contrast between sun- shine and shadow. We would have life all sunshine if we could, but we know how much better our lives really shine forth through the shadow, and how much stronger our characters are for the refining influence of dark and gloomy days, so we voluntarily and bravely blend the black with the gold, accepting the trial for its purifying and developing power, and appreciating the sunshine far more because of the shadow that preceded it. The gold, always bright in itself, shines with a double radiance, when it mingles with the black, just as all our brightest days shine with a brighter luster through the gloom of disappointment and hardships. Knowing then that every experience leaves its mark, either of strength or weakness, upon our lives, we do not ask for the gold alone, but blending it with the proper proportions of the black form a combination that stands for attainment for power, and for success. To get a good start on the road to success, let us first know definitely what we want. This the first great step on this royal road. After this we will make plans for our work, so that when opportunity ,r li A-is -will 'i3:l., ff if-aff figs I r I ffl I J rfdmgggigggfigiuhfxfmgpfgi,icw

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ul ll iii' I, Daniel Damitio, do hereby will and bequeath, to James Baker my good taste in buying candy for the girls. 'L Lester Hunter, do hereby will and bequeath, to Edward Korbut my right of listening to Mrs. Haywood talking in the school bus. I, Eva Williams, do hereby will and bequeath, my ability to play forward on the girl's basketball team to Lillian Ames. I, Clayton McLean, do hereby will and bequeath, to the Junior class my ability to take a large number of subjects and get good grades therefrom, and if the junior class is not able to use all my ability, to share it with the other students, especially the incoming freshies. I, Hilda Hillstrom, do hereby will and bequeath, my ability of playing side-center on the girls basket ball team to Edith Murray and all my giggling in the music room to Eldon Kilmer. I, Orren H. Wahl, do hereby will and bequeath, to Henry Eaton and Glen Barrick my position as editor of the Oak Leak, hoping that by their combined efforts they can put out as good a paper. Witnessed this twelfth day of March in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-four. Witnesses: -O. H. W. '24, P. D. Q. B. V. D. C. O. D. Senior Class Poem The day has dawned upon our minds That has been looked to long before, The day when we leave our school behind, As we exit through its welcome door. Four hard years of ceaseless toiling, Four glad years of untold joy, From our minds are now recoiling To the hearts of each girl and boy. Soon shall we enter in real life, As we go from beneath this roof But with out knowledge of the strife, We can put ouselies to proof. For we haue worked hard, every clay, And we are conscious of success,- So when Time brings that final day, 'Twill make the pains of parting less. Let us then, say a fond farewell To those whom we may see no more, Let Future decide, what she might tell To the class of 'Twenty Four. -Daniel Damitio '24,

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' . '-' jg , ,V jljlil Lt: 5 We comes, we may be ready. We will educate ourselves for this point towards which we are striving, fitting ourselves for it, to the best of our ability, and we will work towards our objective. After this preparation, success must surely come, sooner or later. But let us not misunderstand the real, true, meaning of the success we wish to attain. By success, we mean not only money, for from a worldly standard, success means money. Money is a good thing to have, but at the same time, it is the root of all evil. We do not judge a man's success in life entirely by the wealth he has amassed. The good men do lives after them . The wealth we want,-let it be not altogether material, worldly, possessions, money, land, houses, stocks, and bonds. Let us have those greater, worthier things which all the wealth in the World cannot buy, health and happiness, our honor unstained, the sincere love and respect of our friends. In judging a man's success in life we may ask, has he been honorable, faithful, generous, considerate of others, not living for himself alone, leading such a clean, wholesome, happy, life that others may look up to him and try to be like him? Or has his been a selfish, grasping, ruthless career, getting what he wanted without any regard for others, taking unfair advantages, riding rough shod over obstacles which might be in his path? Such is not the way we wish to attain our success. Lives of great men all remind us, We may make our lives sublime And departing leave behind us, Foot-prints on the sands of time. We would have power, not the power of a tyrant, ha.ted and feared by his associates, but the power of a true master, honored and respected by all who come in contact with him. We want power to convince others, to sway them in the way we Wish them to go, the power to command and be unhesitatingly obeyed. Let us aim for the highest point of attainment to which our ability will possibly take us, not satisfied until we know we are putting forth the best that is in us. In this glorious country of ours, one may rise as far as his natural ability will permit him. We are not hampered by any class distinction. One of the greatest men in all our history, Abraham Lincoln, was born a poor backwoods child yet he was one of the most honored and beloved Presidents thig country has every known at the time of his tragic death. i VV . . Y. ,........ Ii'- l , 1 . , - - 'I ui e 1 mei ri sail fp H I H limi ll ll: V LL, Z