Polytechnic High School - Caerulea Yearbook (Long Beach, CA)

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4 CAERULEA ,21 man fighting with his fists? Never! So controlling his anger the best he could, he answered, You, Ernest Rogers, who I thought was my friend, will I not fightf, The boys broke into more jeers and Tom muttered, Yello!w. Ivan turned on his heel and walked away proudly, his head in the air as became the son of his father. At last he saw things in their right light. The Americans hated him, very well, he would hate them also. He had thought of America as the land of the free, in which every man, no matter what his race or calling, was treated free and equal. How he had longed to leave war-torn Russia and to come to America. At last, after he arrived, how different it was from what he had expected. The teachers had plainly shown him that they thought he was inferior to other students, and now this final crushing blow to his ideals. His friends, the one hc-ld which he had in America, turned enemies. Why, people even in Russia were fairer-minded than these Americans. It was in this mood that he went to school for the next three months-not because he wanted to, but because he was waiting for a certain call,-a call that was bound to come sooner or later, the sooner the better. So he went on to school bitterly, hating everyone and speaking to none except when necessity demanded. The boys were openly contemptuous of him. The misunderstanding was complete. The school year was wearing on to a close. June and summer were at hand. The mountains that surrounded the town where the school was situated lay in a purple haze, and the warm wind which came from nowhere seemed to have swept the sky of all its flaws and blemishes until it resembled a clear dome of unfathomed blue that rested on the ridge of mountains, seemingly built especially to cover the industrious, busy city in the valley. It was hard for the boys in school to keep at their studies with the mountains so close to them, beckoning them to leave all thoughts of hum-drum life and to come to the mountains, to the great cool mountains where all was peace and quiet, 'where they

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