South High School - Black and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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33555 4 eBags ' 2fEi-Q':zi:..li .tai s 2 . , I 555 IANUARY CLASS PQENI Norris Edwards, Class Poet 9 On coming, as we do, to that stage of our course, Which divides the future from the past, We needs must look within to find the source Of those odd emotions which surge in our hearts, Those sentiments conflicting'-glad memory, regret and hope. Among the chief shrines of our lives, memory is dearest, Like unto a chalice from which may check deep of the past, Live over each glad moment, hear each kind word, See each hallowed scene, revive each dear love, Recall each fond face, and each joy spoken or hard, Yea, memory returns all the beauty of the things that are gone And lightens the youth of those that are to come, But lol the chalice of introspect makes Way for visions of the future, Where are seen pictures of happiness and sadness, Of good men's decision of ease and toil, of beauty and ugliness, of good and evil, , Pictures that bid us make songs of sighing and joy of grief. For humanity calls us, and she calls us all, whatever our state or clan, And we must respond to her pleading and well do our task in her plan, Must say farewell to you, and turn our steps toward duty: Advance with faith and courage the tasks of tomorrow. Page one hunrlrml nina'

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'ZS ilk,--, E jf. iff 'Nr' W5 5 in Blanche Turner Aleine Elizabeth Wade William Wagoner GENERAL COURSE COMMERCIAI. Couusi: GENERAL. COURSE Pet Hari?-Rivals Pct Hate-llflaraschina Cher:-ics On Pct Hate-Homework Dramatic Club lg Hobby Club 25 Et- Chocolate Soda North lr. High l. 2, 33 Hi-Y 3. iquette Club 2. South lr. High l. 2, 3: Clee Club 1, 2, 33 Flash Newspaper Staff I. 25 ' ' . Trafhc Dept. lg Nature Club l, 4. Ioe Vlfglnla B. Wall GENERAL COURSE GENEVF COURSE Iohn Thomas Waller pf' Hm'S'Hdyf'19 Pet Hate-Amt Been Invented G I CC QE North Ir. Hiqh IV 2' 3. Arr Club 1. Dramatic Club 1, 2: C. A. A. 1, 2: ENERAE 'UR' , Pres. lp Blank and Cold Art Stall: Clee Club 3, 45 Etiquette Club I, 25 PM HHH'-Bafk 'SCM Dr 7',S lli-Y. Dehaters Club 4. Laurens, S. C., lliqh lp Travel Club Z5 Track 3. Pilgi' um' liumlrml vigil!

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B E+s.Eseaa 2'lEE.-.c.r:Q :-ni E a w Aunlvlg f v EDITIDN LEXIS ill-C' --I-1 UDCHUHIUU UI HISTORY OF IANUARY CLASS Helen Lineback, Historian At last receiving a chance to store up the sweets of wisdom and knowledge, a hungry host of busy little bees found themselves swarming into various bee sections of the Richard Reynolds Hive in 1932. Yes, it was we-the class of 1936. The world had gladly spread out be- fore us. Everything was most astound- ingly green' and fresh-it was a beautiful spring day! We flew furiously and rap- idly into every conceivable formation, finally blossoming fields of clover. Here the first hive of insects, better known as freshmen, had just left off, with the hope that if we were as good as they had been we too might someday be among the up- per swarms of bees. Richard Goolsby, who was elected leader, piloted us safely from one unfamiliar task to another. We sipped the sweets of Latin verbs and civ- ics outlinesg we drank heavily from the flowers and growing things, exploited by our science teachersg we inbibed with a great deal of misgiving and wry faces the darker brew from our math teachers: we buzzed, hummed, and fluttered as all very young things do, unpertubed by the stings and slaps of the upper class bees. And so passed the spring of our exist- ence, and the summer of a bee's life--the sophomore year began. Taking on a little way more sophistication, we buzzed our into a wider and richer area of the field. In spite of the arduous labors of the prev- ious honey seekers, plenty of nectar seem- ed to be left for us to store away. More flowers were to be harvested. The bitter sweets of history, French, and geometry were to be stored. Truly, the honey was of a darker hue this time, too often our ambitious wings were drooping with fa- tigue, so great had been our exertion. More of us became drowsy from an over supper of sweetness, and we acknowledge with lowered heads that our workers were few. Our hive again was under the leader- Pnqe one lnunclrerl ten .ship of Richard Goolsby. ln the latter part of our sophomore season, Mr. Iohn Wat- son Moore was elected Bee Master of all the hives in the city, and we sang hap- pily over the selection of Mr. Claude Ioyner as the Keeper of the bees at the Reynolds Hive. A warm, mellow sunshine flooded the land, and a brisk autumn breeze whipped around the 1936 beehive. The third per- iod of the busy group was beginning with the autumn of a high school hive's exist- ence-the junior year. Now, we no long- er were annoyed by the angry clouds of upper class bees, stinging and swarming through the halls and various honey- combed sections of our hive. On the other hand, we could dart and sting our way through the libraries-over the cam- pus-in the workrooms-in the office-1 everywhere. Weldon Darnell was chos- en as leader. To our great delight we found that we were looked up to by the under class bees for leadership. We ex- erted our gauzy wings and attuned our throats for a deeper search for the most precious intellectual food and the nectar of life. The swarm of 1936 began to de- velop queen bees of its own and leaders in the manifold activities of their life. ln- creasing responsibilities of a more com- plex living often caused loud roars from the overworked swarms who now became frantic choosing between elective sweets and the necessary bitters for college en- trance. The busy hum of contented creat- ures gave place to a staccato buzz. We received our first badge of increasing wis- dom, beautiful bands of black and gold, indicating that we really were luniors and were rapidly apporaching the coveted state of seniority. Then came the cruel winds of winter, driving us away from the honey baths of autumn flowers and fruits. The last season of the bees in the R. Reynolds fContinued on page 1921 BLACK AND GOLD