Romulus High School - Eagle Yearbook (Romulus, MI)

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I-'0WliRD . . . Vlnwat is school? We attend school for 'I80 days out of 365. But what is it rea y'? School is material obiects. It's rosy cheeks at 8:00 in the morning. A round, eye-catching clock undeserving of longing glances. Lockers filled to the brim. A school sweater proudly worn and proudly' defended. It's report cards, term papers, pencil sharpeners, basketballs, an books. A football fly- ing between the goal posts. A bell sounding the end of class. School is people. lt's a young leader, struggling to make himself known. A thirty-yard pass, and a new hero. The oung Brandos and Woodwards start- ing on the long road to success in the high school plays. A youthful mathe- matician, sharpening his wits with a physics assignment. The young scientist, experimenting with what he is sure will replace the H-Bomb. A oung lawyer- to-be, confident that he will acce t no case less than murder. The speculative future sychologist diagnosing a fellaow student's neurosis. School is learning. Knowledge, diffused from one mind to another over a period of years. An eager reply to a difficult question. Nouns, adiectives, and square roots. Striving to do good and receiving with blushing cheeks the praise of your favorite teacher. The Pilgrims at Plymouth Rock, Washington on the Delaware, Davy Crockett at the Alamo. School is the intangible. It's dreaming of the things to come, the life you are about to lead, and your place in the world. A piece of scratch paper, scribbled with the abstractions of thought. Spring fever in an English class. School spirit and the ioy of supporting your school with everything you have. It is our school. Yours to brag about, talk with your friends about, and tell your kids about. The old high school where you spent four years of your life, learning to live with the world. School is pencils, rulers, blackboards, and books. Work, education, fun, and still more books. School is something you'll always remember. But most of all it's youth. The ioys, sorrows, laughs, and tears, forming the drive and ambition of youth. These are the ingredients of tomorrow. Though they come from many different parts of the township, the students arriving at school morning have the ,same destination, learning.