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

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on ea, BROTHERHOOD by Ellen Prosser, Class of '72 Brotherhood is a form of love that people have for each other. It's something that all of us should share together. Everybody has love in their hearts, it's just a matter of get- ting it out and showing itl People just don't seem to understand how better off the world would be if everyone could show a little love and care for one another. We don't seem to realize that we're only causing each other pain, There are so many other problems in the world today, hate shouldn't be one of , x them. If people could only get together and try to work things out, - but some things take so long. There are some people that do care, who don't have time to hate. These people have found love and know what it means. 5,14-C774L--v S, I . t t y A f ' All over the world in thousands of countries, people are dying of malnutrition, disease, and war. These innocent people have , no one to turn to. They're all so helpless. Everyday, families wake up hungry, cold, sick, and afraid of being killed. Today, 7' xy the United States is starting organizations to help these needy Lf people, for instance, Vista Volunteers, Peace Corps, Hope, Care D Projects . . . etc. A while back one of my uncles joined Vista, a J he's still at it, and he loves it. I hope more people start to feel that way. Other people have started projects right here. Men and women are helping the handicapped, retarded children, and j sick people who need medication, money, and someone to take M 4 care of them. So many people have problems today, - slums, IQ? crime, poverty, etc. Maybe someday all people will learn to A '54 help others and themselves. K lf. x rmfffi-.-. , ' X The Vietnam War is a major problem of the world today. War hates people, and that's why so many have been killed by it. Sure I know what's going on and all, but it just doesn't make any sense to me at all. I can't understand why there is war now. Soldiers are taking drugs. They probably think that they're going to die anyway. Drugs just aren't the answer to anything, and neither is killing., Is it really that hard for us to love each other? If there were only one man on earth, there would be no war. It's kind of 4 funny when you think that man cannot survive aloneg people need people. So God gave us all each other. Yet why do we hate so much if we need each other so much? I'm not the only dreamer in x F this world who wants brotherhood. Maybe someday the world will live as one. 6 .. ,,- AIQ A ' X Aaah,

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fl, b I, i , M .., . M Grownups have a strange way of putting themselves in compartments and groups. They build up barriers of religion, of caste, of color, of party, of nation, of province, of language of custom and of wealth and poverty. They live in the prisons of their own making. There is an excuse for them, for most of them were brought up in a strict and rigid society with little education, they stuck to their own kind and passed this way of living to the gener- ations after them, So, before we criticize them, let's look at our own generation, for there is no excuse for us. What are we doing about the problem? We should be tearing down barriers and be building bridges. For to see what we ought to do and not do it, is the want of courage. For to preach brotherhood and let prejudice exist is our problem to solve. We are making the same prisons and barriers as the generations before us. lt is up to us to lend a helping hand to other fellowmen because we either live together as brothers or die together as fools. lt's easy to get along with your friends, but it takes courage to meet the other side. The problem of prejudice won't change, unless the people themselves change. Until we see everyone as a human being, a living person, knowing that man is here for the sake of other men, then we may begin to see people as people and not classify them according to race, color, creed, wealth, poverty, or party. We may have most of the prob- lems solved. But the biggest problem we have to face is not classifying people as objects. For this reason, we - the Class of '72 - have decided to make Brotherhood the theme of the present edition of TRADE IMAGES. We wish to dedicate the present volume to Mr. Fiore our acting headmastcr, and Mr. Najarian, our acting assistant headmaster, whose leadership and kind assistance have helped to guide, to foster, and to instill within us not only material knowledge, but also the abstract concepts of Brotherhood, understanding, and love for our fellow man. We wish to extend a special thanks to Miss Walter, our Yearbook Advisor and Business Manager, who made possible for us this present yearbook - a truly memorable and quite unforgettable remembrance of things past.

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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