Ridgewood High School - Arrow Yearbook (Ridgewood, NJ)

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THE ARROW--l935 W i 3 1 1 1 1 1 i 1 Gv Class Poem Whirled we in breathless headlong flight Past all our brief bright years As strong birds soaring high in morning light Will fly beyond earth's farthest sight. The fears We held, like vagrant summer clouds have blown The tireless winds' wide unmarked way. And so our hopes like gay-hued rainbows thrown, Have vanished, shining fancies of a day. Now in the still clear windswept sky The fearless sun distills a vibrant peace, Pulsating unseen unheard life, to fly With braver wings, through winds that never cease In some far day, to skies untried and new, That lie unknown beyond our distant view. PHYLLIS CHASE. Adieux E are about to go. We are about to leave these halls and rooms for- ever, never to return as students. Some are sad and others glad, but l think that deep down inside, everyone of us has a feeling of regret that high school days are over. However, our consolation lies in our plans for the future. Some are looking forward to college, while others are anxious to prove their worth in business. Still others who are yet hazy as to their next move can not but anticipate the future with what can be best described as a thrill! How can one help feeling a little regretful at leaving so much fun: the football games, the proms, the lunch periods--yes, and even the classrooms? Our teachers certainly did not overwork us, at least we do not look thin and worn out from late hours of study. Then, too, we can not overlook the stim- ulating contacts with our teachers and with Mr. Hay. There are several thoughts l would like to address to the faculty. We hope that you do not feel discouraged about the results that you have pro- duced with us. Though now we pretend to have little use for those things you have been striving to impress upon us, the future will prove your efforts not to have been in vain. And when you think of us as we were in our better moments, if such there were, perhaps you will then remember some redeem- ing features. To be sure we have erred and many times but you have seen us through our difficulties and we thank you. In closing I will take the liberty to express the sentiments of the entire class in saying that our three-year sojourn in Ridgewood High School has been rich in memorable experiences. BRYN HAMMARSTROM. Page Eight

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THE ,ARROW-1935

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TI-IE ARROW-1935 E60 ' IGN? Adjournment MONG the material found each year in the annual of The Arrow ap- pears something written by the editor-in-chief, the composing of which, in the course of events, became mine. Although I had not the vaguest idea of what to write, I must confess I was not averse to writing ity I have long entertained a shameful, sneaking delight at the sight of my name in print. I should, of course, choose a fittingly solemn topic. But why bother? You wouldn't read it, nor would I believe it. So there you are. As to the topics: neither of us believes that the world is our oyster: both of us are tired of hearing that school days are our happiest: we're all curious about the future, but I don't know any more about it than you do: and we all remember our past. And that pretty well exhausts the proper subjects. I will, therefore, content myself with a few random thoughts. It's hardly necessary to say that I enjoyed being editor because, of those who read this, there will be but two groups: those who already know it, and those who don't care. Nevertheless, I did enjoy it tremendously. ,Also, I think that The Arrow staff put out four excellent issues this year, and if the school doesn't appreciate its magazine, well, there's some- thing wrong with the schooll Sorry not to have supplied sage advice if you wanted it. No, I'm not really sorry. Sage advice is so often boring, especially when it has been said before. And now for that towards which I have been aiming all the time. With a final goodbye to the fun I have had, hello for what's coming, and the usual good wishes for anybody who wants them, I sign my name. ' MARY WILLIAMSON. Page Nine