Osbourne High School - Eyrie / Hi Jacket Yearbook (Manassas, VA)

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A Card Full of Holes

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Living The purity of morning is broken by the raising of the stars and stripes. Peace is extinghished in the slinging of loose gravel covering our parking lot. Or in the exhilaration of crowds at an early morning pep rally. Feelings become a major part of our individuality ... Our tears in victory or defeat. Our enthusiasm in spirit, Our closeness in work and play. Our confussion within ourselves. Our strain and pain. A creative 69 placed on the wall of a not-so-atmospheric hut forces us to remember The passage of the school bond referendum. Our school of the future, and that these now crowded and familiar halls will one day be filled with the sounds of Junior High laughter. We long for students after us to develope their minds to capacity, to possess things we could not have. But we have taught them personal knowledge that books will never be able to do ... to be individuals, and to live in honest harmony with the world that surrounds them. And Osbourn Is Proud

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A Beaker of Strange Chemicals A Cold Shower Goofing The students at Osbourn use every moment in academic study. Well, maybe not EVERY moment. After all, we have to sell yearbooks. The rest of us who aren't business-minded or academically inclined, find many strange things on which to blame our failings... Our sometimes, unheated classrooms, A second floor leak. The broken tiles in the halls. Or ground, brown beef and gravy. Some spend their morning conspiring to blow up Osbourn in the science lab, in guidance taking a test, in the company of an I.B.M. machine, releasing tensions with a cold shower. Or just in class, goofing off, anxiously anticipating the beautiful chant that means the end of another day, or another school year