Sunbury School - Owl Yearbook (Sunbury, OH)

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ws .sixteen T H E O W JUNIOR CLASS POEM I We started to Sunbury a merry team If In nineteen hundred and nineteen. Our band numbered just forty-three. A worthwhile number don't you see? We battled and struggled amid the blast, Striving always to be ahead in our class. Though often times- we failed to succeed It stirred us on to a worthier deed. Some were discouraged, gave up in despair, While the rest struggled on with the greatest of care, And at the beginning of the following year Some were held back, we were sorry to hear. But onward and upward we worked with a will, ,gf reavoring with fervor our tasks to fulfill. V last came our test for the second year, i But our Work was successful in spite of our fear. But now happy Juniors, we, you will findg And because of our conduct we are sometimes behind, But with better endeavor we resolve now to strive To be dignified Seniors, our hope and our pride. if HELEN STOCKWELL, '23 up t

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,ggp,,e,,, - T H E O W 1. HISTORY OF' CLASS 1924 On the first Monday in September, 1920, we began our career at S. H. S. as Freshmen. There were thirty-five of us and all were a little shy and silently took the jokes which were thrust at us by the upper classmen. The first thing of any importance was the Welcome Party given us by the Sopho- more. We were initiated at that party and when we returned home nearly every one was thinking Some one is always taking the joy out of life, but that thought was never spoken. Several members of the class were on the Girls Basketball Team and two or three were on the Track Team. All were in great fear of the examinations but when they were over most of us passed to the dignified rank of Sophomores, although a few found it too hard to make a grade of 7 596 and remained in the Freshman Class. In September, 1921, twenty-eight again made their appearance at S. H. S. but now we were Sophomores and no longer feared the taunts of the other classes. We had the satisfaction of initiating the Little Freshies' this year and held a party in their honor. Before Christmas the four classes had been selling Christmas Seals and the Freshies sold more than we did, so to satisfy them, We, together with the Seniors, gave a party at the schoolhouse in honor of the Juniors and Freshmen. When the time to return home came all were loath to go but whenwe did the vote that we had had a good time was unanimous. . At the beginning of the second semester some of us attempted Geometry, but goodness! Our smiles faded from our faces and perplexing looks began to take their place. But wqsre all striving, ever striving to reach our goal and become Juniors. ' This i.s our history as Freshmen and Sophomores, but as Juniors and Seniors We expect to become more brilliant and to wear even wiser looks than we do now and we shall always have with us our motto Hard work brings . MARGARET BARTON, '24 SOPHOMORE CLASS POEM ' One time I got to thinking of the way we Sophomores have spent our time, On the humdrum work of studying, and the tasks that never end. So I counted up the minutes, and the answer made me blink: I found we spent one hour in five merely trying to think. Success. . ' And so we got to hating the dull things we had to do, School doesn't seem worth a snap, with the Sophomores so blue, For we would stand there working problems, in a mood as black as ink, Till teacher called the class to order, just merely trying to think. And then as we sat thinking we could look away so far, Passed the meadows to the woodland, where the red wood lilies are, And in fancy we could wander down the blossom bordered stream, And our hated tasks we finished, when we came back from our dream. And now it isn't drudging, and the reason is, we think, That the Sophomores have discovered the importance of ink. And now We hardly ever think, for We Write things with a smile, And take time each day to dream, a little dream once in awhile. VAN HOOVER, '24 -1