Theodore Roosevelt High School - Saga Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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N 1-q4'g.y IVR l f X 0 y 1 I W ll, 1 x Sym gtk, Ox r R A-CIJEFT L49 Pu -s ix'-Q QS X X Q ff! YQ All fhe world is a sfage And all fhe men and women merely players. Shakespeare Commencemenf Day! The consummafion of all our youfhful as- pirafions and desires. The goal we have been sfriving for fhese many long, hard years. Nervous, and frighfened of fhe unknown, we edge ouf onfo fhe sfage of life fo become some of ifs players. Will our scripf be fragic or comic, beaufiful or sordid? Shall we play fhe leading role or only some minor parf in fhe greaf fheafre of fhe world?, Doubfs and fears besef us. They haunf us af nighf and come upon us during fhe day fo faunf us. Whaf will fhe fufure bring? The World's fheafrical programme is greaf and varied. Many are fhe roles one can play. Someday you may be fhe one whose name will blaze in neon lighfs in Life's Theafre, and fhen, we will say, And llhere was a fime when success seemed fo her as disfanf as fhe sfars fhemselves. Now, we leave behind fhe beloved follies of youfh fo become mafure men and women. The world is ours fo conquer! We are fhe fufurelof America! We shall carry on. The' show musf go on and we shall give fhem a beffer show fhan ever before! Esfher Rofhberg . 7- T L , XX K' X 1-ur-M X WELCOME SPRING 'Tis early morning of lovely spring, The warm sun shines and fhe robins sing, y The lovely flowers are now in bloom, Wifh violefs and lilies of sweef perfume. The fulips grow in fheir shady bed, Some yellow, purple, and some brighf red. The warm, soff wind blows 'round and 'round, 'Tis fruly a mosf lovely sound. Children in fhe parlc gaily shouf and run, Dogs frislc and -bark, faking parf in fhe fun, Friend greefs friend wifh cheery ring, On fhis lovely morning of early spring. Rose Americo N

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-- ELAINE LOWENHIKIL rnu.l.la nnnlvua .u-uns: MCUUNALD HESTHER ROT 1 , ' H UM JOSEPH WEINBA smiqr Trecxurer Senior Presidenl' Senior Vice-Fresidenf BERG j iaafor-in-cm! I , C0-Edifor-in-chief 3 . , , E If Y 1-,,,,.,.v1.1hnQ -Lam.: ' LILLIAN TIBALDI MAmoN TROIANO wlulun SWENY HARRIET wANG:n . Bufineii clllllfmflll Picfure Chairmen Ari Chairman cifqq-ion ghairman A 5 AE, 5 Q , W1 4

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4 A ln Seplember, l938, a class of new laces enlered Roosevell. They came as line a group of youngslers lhal can be assembled in any one place anywhere. They had nalural ambilion and dreams ol doing big lhings. They were simple sludenls who soughl lhe knowl- edge Roosevell had lo oller. They were lo be lhe gradualing class of June I942. Now lhe lime of gradualion has come and looking back we lind lhal lhey were pleasanl days. There were days of hard work and sludy, and lhen again lhey were days ol enioymenl and enlerlain- menl. We 'found lhal Roosevell had much lo oller. There were clubs, dances, leams, and many olher groups where one could gel logelher and really enjoy lhemselves. Now lhis is all over and done wilh. Anolher chapler of life has ended and a new one is aboul lo begin. The imporlanl queslion is, Whal is our lulure lo be? Some of us will be doclors, some lawyers, olhers will be plain laborers, and some will be businessmen. Regard- less ol whal' we are going lo be, we realize we owe a debl of grali- lude lo our leachers who have done lheir besl lo give us as line an educalion as possible. We leave Theodore Roosevell High School wilh deep apprecialion ol our principal, Mr. William Rogers, and lhe Adminislralive Slall who have made our slay al Roosevell, a pleasanl one. We lhe gradualing class leave our sinceresl besl wishes and- GOD bless us all, EVERY-ONE! ! ! Joseph H. Weinbaum XX X xxfg, WONDROUS DREAMER gf, There musl have been an angel in lhe moon guiding me, There musl have been a cloud in lhe sky lo see, Tell me why il is I am in love wilh lhee? Walking in lhe winler's air. X' Walking in lhe sun-lighl brings me a lune, A Seems lo bring visions of flowers in June ' Now how could l know, was il lold in a rune7 X Falling in love wilh you. I Q s I see your piclure each nighl, you know, f 2 Even when l'm oul lramping in lhe snow. All Tell me you're lhe one and lhe winds may blow, X W Dreaming of my wondrous one. f AX L. Wray Talleur