Thomas Jefferson High School - Aurora Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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WHATS! A AME The Devils Disciples ..... Dead End .,............. You Gan't Take It With You There Shall Be No Night .... The Innocents ............ Gall Me Mister. . . The Little Foxes. The Show OH .... The Happy Time .... The Lower Depth ......... A Midsummer Night's Dream .... An Enemy of the People .... Second Threshold ......, The Traitor ......... What Price Glory? . . Another Language. . . The Adding Machine. . . ldiotls Delight ...... Good News ......, Home of the Brave. . . VV ish You Were Here ...... Having A Wonderful Time. The Timc of Your Life. . . Awake and Sing! ...... Deep Arc the Roots .... . . ........... The Board of Regents . . . . . . . . .The day of the History Regents Your review hook to the English Regents . . . . . . . . . .The day before Regents . . ............... Freshman Sophomorels cry . . . . Juniors trying to act like Seniors . . .............. A Senior . . . . .Girls' gym class ..............,The LockerRoom . . . . Look, Ma, I won the Math Medal . . . . . . . . . .The teacher that Hunked you . . . . . . . . . . and so Tm repeating English Who was that rat that snitched on me? ....lOO7oonaRegents ............English ........Mr. Epstein ..............Lunch . . . . . .No school tomorrow . . . . . . . . .The boys' bathroom . . . .XVhen I graduate next term . . . . . . . . . . .The Senior Prom ...........,..SeniorDay , . . . .Graduation day at last! . . . .lef9fcrson, our Alma Mater LTARRIET SCI-IXVARTZ CHARLES SAIXIUELS

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Today I am graduating. As I look down at the audience, waiting for my turn to receive my diploma, my eyes wander to my family seated in the audience. They look so happy and wistful, all dressed in their Sunday best. It seems unbelievable to them that their little girl is graduating from high school. I can see them all, my mother radiant with joy, trying to brush the tears of gladness from her eyesg my father proud, but unhappy at realizing he is old enough to have a grown daughter, my grandmother sad and glad at the same time but feeling old for the first time in her 56 years. I-Iow do I feel? I guess Im too nervous to feel any- thing. The background of the chorus singing makes it seem almost unreal. It's funny but I guess this is the first time I've ever noticed how really nice-looking my fellow graduates are. Vilell. here it comes. Now it's my turn to receive my diploma. As I walk to the center of the aisle, my knees start knocking. Oh, will this never end? I'm as nervous as the first day I entered kindergarten. Wiell, now the diploma is in my hand, a thin piece of paper that I worked three years to get. Now the awards are being presented. The principal has just finished the farewell address, and as the strains of the school song fills the room, I get misty-eyed as I bid goodbye to Jefferson and to days of fun. As the door to this never-to-be-forgotten period of my life closes, a new door to adulthood and to the business world is unfolded. I say goodbye to jefferson and eagerly look ahead to this new phase of life awaiting me. Ims Prxsron

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Today I am graduating. As I look down at the audience, waiting for my turn to receive my diploma, my eyes wander to my family seated in the audience. They look so happy and wistful, all dressed in their Sunday best. It seems unbelievable to them that their little girl is graduating from high school. I can see them allg my mother radiant with joy, trying to brush the tears of gladness from her eyes: my father proud, but unhappy at realizing he is old enough to have a grown daughterg my grandmother sad and glad at the same time but feeling old for the first time in her 56 years. How do I feel? I guess I'm too nervous to feel any- thing. The background of the chorus singing makes it seem almost unreaI. It's funny but I guess this is the first time I've ever noticed how really nice-looking my fellow graduates are. VVeII, here it comes. Now itis my turn to receive my dipIoma. As I walk to the center of the aisle, my knees start knocking. Oh, will this never end? I'm as nervous as the first day I entered kindergarten. WeII, now the diploma is in my hand, a thin piece of paper that I worked three years to get. Now the awards are being presented. The principal has just finished the farewelI address, and as the strains of the school song fills the room, I get misty-eyed as I bid goodbye to jefferson and to days of fun. As the door to this never-to-be-forgotten period of my life closes, a new door to adulthood and to the business worId is unfolded. I say goodbye to jefferson and eagerIy look ahead to this new phase of life awaiting me. Irus Piasron QS C5257 Q lx TQ: C-.QQ 55' '-4.1