St Aloysius High School - Aloysian Yearbook (Jersey City, NJ)

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Page Seventy CLASS OFFICERS Section 10-1 President . Bernice Marx Vice President . Marie Burke Secretary . Florence Volk Treasurer . Rita Gill 'I' H E 1933

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IUNIOR CLASS HISTORY SECTION 11-2 Anchors aweigh, me laddies! bellows our captain as he paces the deck. Fill that iibe! Trim the genoa! Helsman, point her nose out for the bounty main! Yes, it's true: our ship is under way. Two years of preparation have preceded this excursion upon the sea of life. Freshman and sophomore years have sped by, with the swiftness of a typhoon, and now on the last lap of our iourney, we sail to a goal shrouded in uncertainty. For somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, lies our destiny: and who of us shall venture to forecast it? All that has been accomplished now seems clearer. As insignificant freshmen and wise sophs , and finally, as heir apparent iuniors, our school work was, well, just a waste of time ---- something we had to do. Latin, English and French, what's their worth? Trigonometry and Algebra, oh, what headaches! But now. each fits in its place. All seem an integral part of the preparation for what we hope will be the culmination, the crowning point of our four years work. But our iunior year HAS been something to remember. Latin and French now being comparatively easy, we tackled Trigonometry with a will and conquered it in much the same way as we mastered all our other studies. Meanwhile the honor roll saw a goodly number of our names emblazoned thereon. But our activities were not confined to the classroom only. Art contests were held and we carried off our share of the prizes. Second place in the intra-mural track meet fell to our fleet-footed and high-iumping trackmen. Numerous berths on the basketball, baseball, and track teams were gained by our aspiring athletes. Then late in February our thespians donned the mask of drama in the annual school play and were a pronounced success. Naturally this is a record that we are proud of and it is one that must be maintained, but our iunior year is near completion. We sail on. The bowsprit of our ship plows deep into every oncoming wave but rises again iust as we meet every difficulty and take it in our stride. Our sails are filled with kindly east winds iust as our minds are imbued with the teachings of our faithful Sisters. United by our fraternity in the Sodality, we skim o'er sun tinted waters, guided by our Lady, Star of the Sea. Thus after ten months of plying the briny deep of scholastic knowledge, we look forward to the last lap of our iourney when we shall enter upon the grandest adventure of our school life, rejoicing in the realization that at last-we are Seniors! ' ' - AIAIYSIAN - , .. Page Szxty nzne

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CLASS HISTORY SECTION 10-1 What's your name Mister Freshman, Sir u Do you know my name? n Yes, Sir Oh yes! What is it? u Mr. Senior, Sir u I'll see you in my room in fifteen minutes, Mister. Aye, Aye, Sir. The days of plebes! They're gone forever now. We are full-fledged officers of the second class. Although we are still underclassmen, we have effected a certain air of dignity, which always accompanies an officer when he realizes he is no longer a measly plebe but now truly a part of the Academy. We feel proud to be able to salute our fellow officers and to par- take in their works and recreations. We perceive that we iust don't go to Saint Aloysius but that we are Saint Aloysius. As sophomores we know that we still have two more years of hard voyaging ahead of us before we finally gain our most cherished ambition, The Graduation Cruise. But we've bucked successfully the storms which beat about our frail craft on our first voyage and we are ready to do likewise this year. for we have worthy and capable officers at the helm and hardy mates to steer us through the rough channels of school seas. The Sophomores' willingness to help is not confined to their own ship but they want their influence to be felt by the whole fleet that is sailing under the scarlet and white of Saint Aloysius. We wish to play a main part in all Aloysian maneuvers and make The Aloysius Armada the greatest fleet that every sailed the seven seas. The sophomores can and will do it too. We are all standing at attention, awaiting the commands of our superior officers. It is theirs to command, ours to obey. For someday we shall be at the wheel, our eyes turn toward that distant horizon, directing the fleet to a safe port, and we will want willing hands at our disposal. If we learn to take commands, we shall the better be able to give them. When the time comes to leave the ship which has been your home for four years, Seniors, you may glance back, and there you shall see. standing at attention, ready to take up where you left off, the Class of l940. And as the gentle wind carries to your ears the soft tones of the taps, slowly fading away into the dusk, you will also hear these words which are our fondest hope for you: Bon Voyage. Seniors. It has been nice having you on board. and may we all be shipmates again someday. - - AIAIYSIAN Page Seventy one