Princess Anne High School - Peerage Yearbook (Virginia Beach, VA)

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FOREWO RD Little does a person know of what lies hidden in the depths of the futureg little does the high school student understand what will face him after graduation .At Princess Anne, each student is given many opportunities to inform himself of his duties as an individual and to prepare himself for what will be demanded of him as a mature adult. During the last years of his high school career, the student is guided by the valuable ex- perience and knowledge of his teachers, and he is offered the benefits of the diversified courses and modern facilities in the school. The search for happiness is equally as import- ant as the quest for knowledgeg therefore, life at Princess Anne is accented by an endless whirl of gay activities and happy times. Toward the end of the last year, the seniors gather at a ball in their honor. Soon afterwards, while the music of the band is still fresh in their memories, they hear another song-their alma mater being sung for the last time as they receive their diplomas. At this point their training is over, and they are ready to travel the road of life. The knowledge which they have gained at Princess Anne will give them confidence to face the responsibilities of the futureg it will give them a strong, stable foundation on which to build their lives. GRADUATES FACE THE FUTURE . AND LOOK AHEAD TO THE ROAD OF LIFE

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