Ursuline Academy - Acres Yearbook (Dallas, TX)

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THE ANSWER The Youth of America is searching . . . searching . . . His hurried, un- certain step echoes down darkened byways and mingles with millions of slower, more determined steps on neon-lighted main streets, his step is heard again on every familiar avenue in every city, and then it stops in the home, in the classroom. He looks to his parents, to his educators for the answer to his quest. Sometimes he finds it, but too often he is filled with fear because even those who have lived in this world so much longer than he, have no reason for living, no answer to death. The Youth begins to run-but the sons of the Serpent overtake him, with tramping, destructive steps that march over Beauty, with superficial, precise steps that lead toward false beauty, with aimless, careless steps that avoid Beauty. But today the Youth may stop again in his search down labyrinthine ways, to find the answer from one who knows peace in his heart, Pope Pius XII. His Marian Year is the hope of today's youth and the America of tomorrow. A heel has crushed the Serpent's head and there is enmity between Her seed and his seed. Because She is the Answer and her Seed is Beauty. Only with her can youth hope to be victorious over war, vanity, and indifference. She it was who prepared for Christ. She it was who bore Him for the world. She it was who gave Him to suffer and to die that Divine Life and happiness might come to mankind. Now in her, who is the joy, the honor, and the glory of our people we shall prepare for Christ's coming, we shall bear Him for the world, and as He lives in us-so shall we the Youth of America, suffer and die in Him, that we may be truly happy and find joy in this world partially and in the next world eternally. 3

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l DEDICATION Today we dedicate this annual to you, Mary. Unlike so many teenagers in this land of ours, we have known you for many years. But more especially in this last year, this Marian Year, you have become to us a human being, living, breathing-the majestic, glorious Queen of Angels, yet the sweetest Mother man will ever know and cherish as his own. We have you daily, per- sonified in the Ursuline nuns who teach us and they have told us your life- as ordinary and commonplace as our own-yet the loveliest life ever lived by woman. To us, dearest Mary you are the Dawn of Yesterday, of Today, and of Tomorrow. Yesterday . . . our past year at Ursuline, Today . . . the present day in which we pause to look upon our life at Ursuline, Tomorrow . . . the future years waiting before us, years pregnant with potentiality. The dawn of each new day is expectant, the air is pure, the earth is soundless, silenced, waiting for the sun to take its place. So were you, before the Annun- ciation, Mary-virginal pure, soundless, waiting for the Sun, Christ to take His place in you. The dawn is the birth of day. Dawn comes, as it were, direct from the hand of God. Mary, you are always the Dawn, just as you came forth from the hand of God at birth, free from attachments, free from taint of self-love in any' form, free from all blemish. We go back with you now, dear Mother, to the dawn of Yesterday. Time goes so fast. Yesterday is gone, the light and darkness of it. Today is here. And yet the past, the words and friendship and love of it, still lives in our hearts and is recorded on these pages . . . 5