Pulaski High School - Oriole Yearbook (Pulaski, VA)

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Page Twenty The oriole Cl 1 %ei nor GJk (ass 33 CHAPTER I ENTERED our eventful Freshman year with our heads slightly swelled and took the leap from the down stairs up with some of the air of a conqueror. Rat week rolled around, and in this year of ’29 the Freshmen had their After this heart-rending jolt to our delicate pride we calmed down so far as to choose the meek lily of the valley for our class dower. We elected class officers: President, Dick Crockett; Vice-President, Flora Mae Haislip; Secretary, Nancy Bushong; Treasurer, Alfred Porter. Then we settled down to intensive study and dreamed of the day when we would be Sophomores. last Rat parade. CHAPTER II After we completed our long and hard march from Ereshmanville to Sophomoretown we found fifty-two of our marchers were with us. Skirts were a little longer (butterfly skirts in large numbers) ; also bobbed hair was a feature among the girls. Most boys now wore long trousers. We chose our class officers: President, Ernest Lyons; Vice-President, Mary Ellen Williams; Secretary and Treasurer, Aulden Lemons. Again we assumed a very superior air, and took time and particular care to make things rough for the Freshmen. Those first few months passed quickly and we were shocked to find examinations so near. After seeing our examination grades we, that is most of us, began some real study, and didn’t have much time to be sophisticated. CHAPTER III We had marched a long way by now and stopped to consider our suc- cesses and failures. Surely we were too far up the road for any turning back or stumbling, even though Geometry, Bookkeeping and other terrors appeared before our bewildered eyes, and some classmates ran around in a panic trying to get twelve units or squeeze in a n extra subject. After getting thoroughly adjusted to our new position we elected class officers: President, Roy Duncan; Vice-President, Frances Coleman; Secretary and Treasurer, Mary Ellen Williams. Then came the selecting of rings and pins. By March we were all dreaming of being Seniors and practicing how to be dignified.

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THE ORIOLE Page Nineteen r 33 Together we’ve been climbing A hill which seems so high, Eager eyes upon the summit Where the hill top meets the sky. Each upward step brings nearer The goal for which we yearn, While backwards the beginning Seems just around the turn. But when we reach the summit Above the plains we ' ve passed, A region new will greet us Vistas untrod and vast. Forgetting past achievement With hearts and minds athrill. Enchanted by this vision, Well climb the higher hill. Each hill top which we surmount Reveals another higher ; There is no limit fixed For souls who dare aspire. Brown Cox, ' jj.

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THE ORIOLE Page Twenty-one CHAPTER IV Seniors at last! And our long march almost finished. In chapel we repose in calm dignity (on the front rows) and feel the weight of the world on our shoulders. This is a year of important events — Oriole, cards, invita- tions, no end of plays and bake sales; last but not least the prized diploma. We fought the election of Roosevelt and Hoover on the floor of our Senior room, the Democrats coming out victorious. In our own private election we named Mildred Brockmeyer President, Kathleen Hurd Vice-President and DuVal Seagle Secretary and Treasurer. With the help and advice of Mrs. Hall we have succeeded in matters undertaken by the class. The time and patience given to The Oriole by Miss Pugh is not to be overlooked. And all the Seniors feel deeply indebted to our principal and faculty for the help- ful guidance rendered for the last four years. Not all the classmates that started on this journey in ' 29 are still with us, and we have added new friends each year. Our plans and dates for graduation have been made: Baccalaureate Sermon, May 28th; Senior Class Play, June 1st; and Com- mencement, June 2nd. This year of ' 33 is one that will be remembered many years hence. Kate Robinson, ' jj .