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

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Angel City. Loneliness. Miracle of the Bells. Our Father’s House. Key to Happiness. My Silent Partner. L’Abbe Constantin. Pray Love, Remember. Treasure Island. Under These Trees. Little Lady of the Fort.. Hand in Hand with Our Mother. The Masterful Monk. Lassie Come Home. Coming of the Monster. The Robe . At the End of the (O. L. A.) Sante Fe Trail . Richest of the Poor. In God’s Good Time. The Academy First month of Freshman Year Early rising Chapel Prayer Holy Communion Reverend Chaplain Faculty Library Pleasant moments on our campus grounds Our Grotto Senior Religion Class Retreat Master Return after two weeks’ vacation Examinations Graduation Togas Graduation Our Vocation Novitiate

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KNIGHTHOOD IN BLOOM Class History PAGE The summer of 1946 found SIX shy but eager greenies” adapting themselves to their new environ¬ ment at the Academy. Indeed, we played the role of a PAGE — receiving our training away from our families in the service of a Great Lord”. With mounting blushes at our many humorous blunders we became accustomed to our new duties and gradually acquired more lady-like manners. When school days had begun, the utterly unforeseen initiation pounced upon us, causing mingled feelings of embarrassment and delight. We faced this ordeal with youthful courage and were rewarded with the much coveted school emblem and uniform. The ensuing days were filled with countless adventures of school life. How we laughed as we labored together submerged in an ocean of books. In merry astonishment and wonder we hailed with welcome smiles ALL the holidays. Mid-year ex aminations eclipsed our smiles, but having successfully accomplished this feat, we again took up our books and before we had realized it, the gates of our Freshman Year were closed behind us and the beacon lights of future years were twink¬ ling in the distance. . . . SQUIRE The summer months rippled by with a wave of heat, splashes of contentment, a stream of newcom¬ ers, and a gush of enthusiasm to begin our Sophomore Year. We donned our school uniforms again and felt rather intelligent. Little did we realize that we would soon be entangled in a complicated maze of geometrical hypotheses, conclusions, and theorems, and surrounded on all sides by Caesar’s belligerent army. Various school activities — Open House, the school paper, cultural and recreational clubs — kept us extremely occupied, but in spite of this we took time to laugh, for it was the music of our souls. This cheerful atmosphere aided us in the progress we made in attaining the achievement of those ideals which mark a SQUIRE. The evening was nearing and we made haste to prepare for the VIGIL — our Junior Year. VIGIL Our VIGIL began with a High Mass in honor of the Holy Spirit. Throughout the VIGIL we drank deeply of the Presence of the Blessed Sacrament, discovering the riches of the treasures of grace which Jesus Hostia has stored up in the Eucharist. We resumed classes with a deeper realization of the impending duties and obligations which entail the privileges of an upperclassman. This year brought about one great change. An extension building called the Felician Hall” was annexed and here many a pleasant afternoon was spent in this new atmosphere. Besides numerous school and social activities many delightful diversions took place. The days flew by and much to our joy we soon bore the title of Seniors. KNIGHTHOOD The dawn of KNIGHTHOOD was here! For three years we were hastening on with eager intent and now the last, the steepest slope lay before us. Our failures tested our courage; our problems proved our might; and as KNIGHTS of old who fought for their earthly sovereign, so we, too, strove on for the greater honor and glory of our Eucharistic King. With this aim in mind we realized the vision of our hearts and reached the peak of our fondest aspiration — Graduation. With a tear in our eyes but a smile on our lips, voicing our last farewell, we stand on the threshold of the O. L. A. Here we purchased our education. Here we played, prayed, and worked — sometimes gaily, sometimes sadly — but always regally. Here we earned our KNIGHTHOOD, building a tradi¬ tion which we know ' will live on! To all who aided us in attaining our KNIGHTHOOD we say God Bless You!”

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EUCHARISTIC BARRS OF OCR LABV OF THE ANGELS ACABEMT ' C ' nergetic and neat, the VIREO Pauline, Is ever alert where beauty is to be seen. T Tnselfish and kind to all those she meets, Pat, the THRASHER, is among our athletes. onnie, our BLUE JAY, can spread humor with ease, For she’s ever prepared to help and to please. TTappy Norma, our JUNCO bird, Tells with her smiles that life is mirth. A gile and lively is Mildred, our CROSSBILL lass. To her, selling smiles is a delightful task. Desolute on life’s long flight, merrily does she sing, Genevieve, the FINCH, praises for her King. Tn the QUAIL’S simple manner of sunshine play, A Virginia can sense laughter miles away. Ohy Jane, our rare VEERY, finds delight in merry song, Here giving smiles, and there helping others along. opheresa is our ROBIN whose chirp-chirp we ever hear Be it in the cold or the warm days of the year. Tn a friendly, smiling, and tranquil way, A Shirley, our PHEASANT, spreads joy throughout the day. “C heer your friends,” our jolly KINGSLET Mary sings, At morn, at noon, and when the evening bell rings. TDarbara, like the BROWN CREEPER, performs with zest each duty; In it she sees God’s goodness and beauty. A nastasia, our CEDAR WAXING BIRD serene, At the foot of the Eucharist is often seen. T“) uth, our BUNTING, is sociable and kind. In the music field much joy does she find. T ' varting with the speed of the rapid HUMMING BIRD, Louise believes in the action rather than the word. “Omile, the world is a camera,’ the CHICKADEE sings, Surely much joy Mae Rose to her sweet Lord brings. ur STARLING, Carol, has an intelligent mind, She has been taught to love the truth and to be kind. ■ppranees, our FLICKER, is friendly and spry, Her laugh is contagious, her humor runs high. CA spangled heavens, O shining diamond baseball frame, What joy, what bliss you give to our SWIFT Lorraine! TTnseen yet trueto the O. L. A., is our WOOD PEE-WEE, She is none other than Patricia D. T ) ugged strength, humble toil, the TOWHEE bird commends; Though Irene speaks little, — she has many friends.