Our Lady of the Angels Academy - Angelican Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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So many new and important events took place this season that we hardly had a chance to keep a record of them. Upperclassmen at last! This year brought us higher distinction and a difficult field to conquer. Chemistry was the newest of the subjects. We enjoyed it immensely. Because we yearned for a regal seniorhood we pinned ourselves to business with an air of seriousness. Our dramatic abil¬ ities came to the fore and we staged a number of dramas. Angelican interest increased—time has marched on—our exams are over. Three years of High School are over. September, 1945 - June, 1946 — Senior Year At last. Dear Diary, we have reached our goal; we are seniors. What a difference school makes just because we bear the title of seniors! With the dawn of September, we set out in earnest with our work. The work before us looked heavy and hard but we forged ahead, somehow. Distinguished guests visited O.L.A. A Hallow¬ e’en party provided a night of fun and frolic. Thanks, to the nicest Sister Directress and principal. An album of movies was very rich this year. Our gratitude to you, dear Sister Mary Laura, for those delightful evenings. Graduation came upon us and we are forced to leave. Thank you, Felician Sisters, our dear teachers, we will always love you. We have had four wonderful years. SENIORS ’46

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DIARY OF THE CLASS OF 1946 The story of our stay at the Juniorate is not a mere history of events; it is the recital of our spiritual and physical growth. We have grown. We have obtained a blending of intellectual and spirit¬ ual education. Through the Blessed Mother, we offer grateful thanks to Christ that it has been our privilege to be educated by the Felician Sisters. September, 1942 - June, 1943 — Freshman Year As summer drew to a close in the bright autumn heavens of late September, we, sixteen young hopefuls that we were, found our¬ selves plunged into the tide of High School life at I.C.H. at Lodi, N.J. We were greeted by a bevy of girls. Classes began. Oh! Will we ever forget those first days. Most of us were strangers to each other. But to become a teacher was the desire of most of us. Gradually we became acquainted with the Faculty and such subjects as: Algebra, Latin, English, Religion, Polish. Physiology, Art, and Music. Initiation day sprang upon us like a cloudburst but we plowed through successfully. Finally came June—excitement, worry, sleepless nights. Exams! Yes we made the goal; therefore, we were one step higher in the school. September, 1943 -June, 1944 — Sophomore Year Dear Diary, the months have passed swiftly, proudly we took upon ourselves the title of sophomores. Sophomore year brought a feeling of familiarity with school regulations and a sense of superi¬ ority over the freshmen. This year we lost no time in showing our abilities. Plane Geometry stared us in the face. Of Latin we had no fear, for we made our acquaintance with it in our Freshman year. Yes, everything was wonderful and we went merrily along, until suddenly exams were on us! We studied and crammed and copied notes furiously, and just as suddenly, it was all over. September, 1944-June, 1945 — Junior Year We were proud of ourselves this year, Dear Diary. We left I.C.H., our temporary home and were given a hearty welcome at our dear O.L.A. at Enfield, Connecticut, our permanent home. Of course, the parting with old friends was a sad one but we faced it like Spartans.

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POD TWOJ4 OBRONE Gdy dziko szumig. fale I zgub grozi ton, Maryjo, stan na skale I podaj nam Tw i dlori. Tu nocne rozprosz cienie, Ty w walce sily daj, Ty portu wskaz zbawienie I podaj szcz scia raj.