Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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semon CLASS Poem - 1958 A CLOAK FOR AMERICA I weave a cloak for thee, my America, I spin it of moonbeams and gossamer and twinkling stars, I spin it of dreams and hopes and refuge, And my loom turns and turns, spinning, spinning. My cloak takes form, its fibers come from the blazing South, Where darkies chant in the dusty fields, Its colors from the golden West, Where plains of shimmering wheat stretch endlessly, Its coolness springs from the North, Where tallpines gently sway, whispering softly in the night, And its heritage shall come from the East, Where first you were born, thou model of freedom. I weave a cloak for thee, my America, And in its depths are many things, A war in which your youth gave their lives to preserve thee, great nation And in my cloak their blood shall be spun, Young lovers free to plan and dream in a land of opportunity, And in my cloak their hopes shall be spun. My cloak shall sing lusty praises of you, oh mighty country, Praises of your four freedoms, true Democracy, A church steeple, a newspaper, a home free from want, a'fearless people, All these shall be woven into my. garment. And so my cloak is finished. ' I shall clothe you in all your glorious splendor. Arise then, my country, stand proud, For you have achieved renown, not through hate, but love, My cloak is a mantle of love. noasam nose

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A DAY AT THE UNITED NATIONS On October I8, 1957, a group of students from Waltham High School under the capable direction of Miss McCullough and Mr. Neylon, visited the U.N. where they took a guided tour of the U.N. building. SITTING: William Parenteau, Jean Ewalt, Anita D'Angio, Maureen Stankard, Lea Brown, Mary Donnelly, Peter Mabie. STANDING: Mr. Neylon, Frank Tamoshumas, Curtis Lambert, Rolf Weber, Nancy Carter, Judy Richardson, Pauline Cappadonna, and Miss McCullough America-HAPPY LAND America's made of a mixture of races, A People who come from faraway places. We work together and play some too. And I have often wondered who Is at fault in this world oftensions . 7 f' For creating so many crucial dissensions. My butcher is Russian, my tailor Arabian, My neighbor is French, my teacher Canadian, My baker is Swedish, my grocer Spanish, My lawyer is Irish, my doctor Danish. We all get along as fine as can be, So why can't the world do as well as we? .ss-1 By JEAN EWALT Z -1 K fx Tj vF5', I ' W X Shi KT . 'E Yi Z f

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