Stuyvesant High School - Indicator Yearbook (New York, NY)

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2 And so to play: ball and ring and hoop in a garden that is gently paling, and sometimes to brush against the grownups, blind and disheveled in the haste of tag, but in the evening quietly, with small stiff steps to go walking home . . , O childhood, O images slipping from us . . Rainer Maria Rilke

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I went back to the school not long ago, and found it looking oddly newer than when I was a student there fifteen years before. It seemed more sedate than I remembered it, more perpen- dicular and strait-laced, with narrower win- dows and shinier woodwork, as though a coat of varnish had been put over everything for better preservation. Perhaps the school wasn’t as well kept up in those days; perhaps varnish, along with everything else, had gone to war. I didn’t entirely like this glossy new surface, because it made the school look like a museum, and that’s exactly what it was to me, and what I did not want it to be. In the deep, tacit way in which feeling becomes stronger than thought, I had always felt that the school came into exis- tence the day I entered it, was vibrantly real while I was a student there, and then blinked out like a candle the day I left. —John Knowles A Separate Peace

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On the morning of my first day 1 spotted the grafitti on the side of the building, a dedication sprawled in bold, black letters, To all the beautiful girls of Stuy- vesant... 1 smiled to my- self, and held my head a little higher, feeling wel- comed, as if some un- known and long-gone stu- dent had written it for me . ..