R J Reynolds High School - Black and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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We stayed after school many days To study in the library, going the extra mile; To attend club meetings; to practice Cheers, dances, sports, music, government; To decorate for games and dances; To put ourselves into that extra project Which we realized that we enjoyed. Thus we understood how to endure, How to improvise and work with others. Thus we overlapped education with talents. We began to prepare ourselves Debaters, athletes, chapel speakers, For vocations, college, and family life. Helped to make Reynolds a special school. Modern academics caught our interest We were honored to attend a school and instructed us through discussions, With strength in many fields. Lectures, reading, creating, searching- We crossed, questioned, communicated. A collage of learning techniques. We involved ourselves to express ideas. The year crescendoed and winter came. 10

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High school provided us With an interim, To discover who we were, What we excelled in, Where we should go. It supplied us With future reflections. Memories were made from Our humorous antics, light moments, Our pursuit of education, And serious times. High school gave us time. Swirling, scurrying sounds in the mind Of each potential professional, Housewife, athlete, Echoed tunes of myriad voices Affecting, impressing, inspiring. You are young! You are young! The voices told us. And we proved it- Singing, painting, writing, speaking In youthful ways. We shared From single person to single person, Bridging, extending, receiving. Confusion, security made days fluctuate. Estranged, enamored, we fell and rose. We formed interlocking parts. We found that education meant not only studying and classroom work, But meeting people, learning from others, discovering reality; Applying classroom knowledge to life; Succeeding in one field and knowing self-satisfaction; Learning in books and lectures helped us to understand | Our own environments after class was long dismissed.

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In the spicy, brisk Thanksgiving weather We harvested a mountain of donated food And two days free from school. Then Christmas crept up and sprang on us With decorations and good cheer abounding- A special cheer of people interlocking plans. The passing year seemed slow, seemed quick. We asked, analyzed, acted, and reacted. Eager for snow, awaiting the future, We always were participating, weaving paths. Awards and inductions, a college day, Ragged fingernails, cast-down cigarette butts, Were signs that the year was in full progress.