Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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Becoming Discovering yourself, a few good points and so many bad jumbled together in one person: the little insecurities, and hatreds, and jealousies so evident but so hard to reach. Admitting the truth rather than denying — the first big step of modification. Rejoicing in new-found knowledge rather than regretting, Applying self-knowledge to the understanding of others. Pushing, trudging, crawling, pulling yourself forward When things are getting too comfortable. The struggle within, the person created by others fighting the original person over the right to identity. Taking a step on your own, hesitant and unsure, Fighting the desire to return to safety. Finding good results, stepping again: Creating a new person just a little different than before. is Superior to Being. sitting your life away, growing stiff and cold, no circulation, pretending your way through, hiding behind a wall, wearing your life away, by immovable convictions and hardened feelings, laughing your way through, throwing reason away throwing sincere emotions away throwing life away.

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When I came to realize that I wasn't the important snow-ball maker or good guy cowboy I had thought I was, that there was no great demand for snowballs in the world anymore and no more Indians to fight, life changed for me. I left my self-centered, self-made world and plunged into reality — my existance was made less important by my encounter with others; I realized that the world was made up of many, many parts and I was only a small segment. But with this new awareness I learned how it was to really feel love, and hurt, and sadness, and happiness, and a million other emo- tions I had never experienced fully before. Everyday life became a challenge, an ordeal, a reward. I dreaded going to high school because I figured the days would be repetitious and unchanging. But I found that my attitudes and moods determined what the days were to be like. If I was in a good mood, I took every- thing in stride. I was happy and enjoyed my friends. But if I was in a bad mood, the whole day was unbearable — my nerves were on edge, I was mad at everybody I talked to. cuJLoJt' jO— cL tjy jts . oLloal. j juqjL. (X. oIajuvyvx. . Some days everything seemed to go wrong. I did the wrong assignment in math; my English teacher was in and I thought he was going to be absent and I hadn't done my homework. I got sent down to the build- ing master twice. , . o+a JjJO'KJL jj JC O jCoJJU AAJA’d yi 'Jis jl}ukJLcL Then there were the days when the little things didn't bother me cause I was sq deep in thought. I was taking a good look at everybody I saw. It really depressed me. 00 yyrvOsruj, The whole world seemed so absurd. Why am I sitting here cramming in math formulas when I'm never gonna use them again? Wasting my time preparing for the future and throwing away the en- joyment of the present? Nobody seemed to understand. Everybody just kept on acting natural, as if nothing was wrong. th£y don 'JL jyyijl. JJinjdjL UAA o( jOsuj In a couple of days I got out of my depressed mood. I don't know what did it. Maybe if you think about something for a real long time you begin to accept it, and laugh it off. At least I knew what they were up to. They didn't even stop to think about it . Face piles and piles of trials with smiles. It riles them to believe that you perceive the web they weave and keep on thinking free. OOyxXzrYdt . jfrdoy, 'yO Jwxvt ri irnjt an ot TvvxshJc oLjUXA. ClUasuj . Then I got a 90 on my test and I didn't get bagged smoking all day. He talked to me and all my homework was finished. All the little things that happened cheered me up. Life wasn't so bad after all. cWl- ! UJajU. JjrmovuiuJ s QjyuyxLi , sry JL f i ouju 6uf JjLCuk. cL Cuuj Even if what I've learned in trigonometry and bookkeeping and geography don't ever help me at all in the future, I'll always have reassurance in the fact that I've learned one very important thing: that It's much better to go through the hurt, the depression, the confusion, the humiliation, and sometimes the inspiration than to remain blind and protect- ed from the world.

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