Sacred Heart Academy - Angeline Yearbook (Louisville, KY)

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THE ANGELINE 21 ONE JUNE MORNING Once more in sunny June time, The world is decked in greeng Along the drowsy fish pond, The plumy willows lean. Beyond the sweeping campus The rolling white clouds rise, Like battlelands of dreamland, Against the deep blue skies. Another soft ,lune morning Has risen now to see A parting throng of maidens Start on their destiny. The bluebirds in the branches, The redbirds near them call A fond farewell with joyous notes That echo through them all. The memories of their years here, Sink deep like waters blue, And on each leaf and flowerlet ls engraved a memory true. Margie Driesbach '42 fContinued from page 18, col. 21 My companions and I in the third vear, though we spoke fairly good English, at first, showed a consider- able deficiency in our mental proc- esses when we were plunge d into Science, Chemistry and Biology. At times when we went into the lab- oratory, the school ran a chance of going up in flames, and that by a friendly group who found here sen- sation and novelty. We had never be- fore seen such extensive materials for fireworks and combustion, and to the best of our knowledge and be- lief we never before had had such narrow escapes. If the guardian an- gel had not been ever present, the chances are as a hundred to one that we would have been quite dead be- fore we reached this memorable mo- ment. However, our bumpy, jerky life 'on the Scientific path' changed to an inviting, pleasant scene 'when we presented our three one-act jun- ior class plays toward the end of the year. We forgot all our trials and struggles in the triumph of the mo- ments behind the footlights. Ah! what a thrill again, and what a glow- ing sensation again sped up and down the spines of myself and my dear little companions, so long rob- bed of our rightful place of honor. We reached the extreme of our achievements this year, too, when we managed to finance a very success- ful junior-senior banquet. Class dues MAY DAY, 1942 Remember? Perhaps of all the events of our years at Sacred Heart, none has ever made such an impres- sion as this. It inspired us, it awed us, and we wonder: Dear Lady, did you feel the same as we? Did you notice the expression on the faces of your girls that day? Somehow their earnest desire to pat- tern their lives after you was mani- fested on their radiant faces. For they realized that this May Day, more than all the others, was a proof of their undying love and devotion and marked but a further step up- ward on the ladder, towards you. Do you recall the scene, dear Mother? Surely you ordered nature to lend to the occasion all of her renowned skill as an artist, for sel- dom has a spring day seemed so fair. And remember the clouds that threatened to bring rain and spoil your lovely day? Surely, Dear Lady, the elements of both heaven and earth determined to pay you hom- age, as the gentle hand of Providence stayed them just a little in their COUYSC. And then, Dear Mother, as our school girl queen took up the crown that was to rest upon your head, how close you seemed to come to us. Mary, Queen of May. became more than ever, Mary, Queen of our hearts! And now as we bid farewell to the surroundings that we have loved so dearly, our wish for the future shall ever bethis: That the crown of blos- soms that we placed on your brow, Dear Lady, be a lasting promise of the virtue we shall practice after our years at S. H. A. May its memory forever remain with us, true and constant, and guide us safely on the long journey through life! Adele Kesselring '42 were easy to collect in those days, as you so well remember. This year's end just set us at the proper pace for the succeeding year, our last one at Sacred Heart. With what feverish enthusiasm we entered the halls of S. H. A. in Sep- tember, 1941, as seniors. And we have kept that pace even up to now. Elections and other activities came in rapid succession. Then retreat, Christmas holidays, and senior priv- ileees. And shall we ever forget the Religion Proiect? How could we? Our balloon has not burst yet,-we OUR HERITAGE Bright days and happy days, Dull days and dead, But always through our student life An all-connecting thread- The knowledge that forever As the years will pass away, We can meet life with the weapons Which we found at S. H. A. Phyllis Covatta, '42 GRATITUDE What delightful days they've been- These four yearsg Lingeringly I turn away This last hour, but glad enough That l have lived this short time At S. H. A. So, with heart filled with love And all gratitude, I stay Yet to give a fond welfare, and say Goodbye, and thank you, S. H. A. Carolyn Roberts '42 Dorft Forget! Catholic doctrine teaches that the body is good so long as it is subord- inate to the soul, as the soul must be subordinate to Cod. lt is the liturgy that keeps this truth con- stantly before our minds. lt calls upon the body to take part with the soul in the worship of God. It blesses those actions of the body that are in conformity with the dictates of the soul. It honors the body through the sacraments that touch it, through the liturgical rites it imposes upon it, through the means it uses to impress the senses, because it knows that both body and soul will one day be glorified with God. No one can take part in the liturgical life of the Church without being reminded daily of the proper relationship be- tween his bodv and his soul. -The Catholic Editor. are keeping it inflated in making our class play Career Clubi' the best ever, in collecting funds to finance our last issue of the Angeline. Oh. what class has had the spirit of the class of '4-2! If anybody were to ask us at this moment when the whole panorama of our high school life is spread out before us, what our sensa- tions are, we would tell him we are experiencing a great longing. Yes, we are a little homesick once more for the maternal arms that have en- folded us during the most impressive years of our young lives. Phyllis Covatta.

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