Trade High School For Girls - Trade Images Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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,A f X 1 W 5 ' ! X f S . ,I f ss: 2 TO THE STUDENTS OF TRADE HIGH SCHOOL FOR GIRLS: Our short association with Trade High School for Girls has been most pleasant. To you who are about to leave, we wish you success in all your hopes and aspirations. May you, as grad- uates, realize that Trade High School for Girls has helped you in some small measure on your way to becoming good, well-adjusted American adults. To you who have not yet finished your High School education, may your future at Trade High School for Girls be both pleasant and profitable. Work together to promote brotherhood, to strive for excellence, and to bring glory upon the hallowed halls of Trade High School for Girls. For you must always remember that our building is but a shell which houses the life that is you - the Student Body and Faculty. May you all look back through the pages of this book and remember many fine and won- derful experiences that have been yours and ours. May you all achieve excellence in what- ever you endeavor. And may you never forget the lasting friendships among classmates and devoted faculty which have fostered and matured, and your happy association with Trade High School for Girls. Let us all hope to meet again, quite soon, successful and happy, upon the never-ceasing CROSSROADS OF LIFE! again QW at qu SW,

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GEQUMQWW WHO IS MY BROTHER? bl' Margaret Barry, DA, Class of '72 The first spirit on earth told us - we are all brothers and sisters. We tell each other this still and say we believe it. But what does it mean? Sure, we help our family and friends. We defend their ideas, share their joys and sorrows, encourage them and help them, And they do the same for us. But is this where it ends? What about the part of our family that we don't know? How can we help them? People our own age are strung out on drugs. Encourage them to seek help, don't abandon them. Classmates don't get the point as quickly as we do. Try to explain it: they might have to do the same for us someday. Kids outside the group are lonely. Bring them inside, include them in the plans. Elderly people feel forgotten. Carry that bag. Show them there're many years between us, but we can still be their friends. Some people are physically different. Be tolerant, try to figure them out. Young or old, rich or poor, black, yellow, white or red: We're all the same. We don't have to be overly generous and give all we have away. We don't have to be missionaries and give countless hours to humanity. All we have to give is a ready ear, a warm smile, an understanding nod or a pat on the back. Like the song said: He ain't heavyg He's my brother. And we don't have to look hard to find him. He's everywhere we turn. ...SHAW Jifmyfw

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