Warren Western Reserve High School - Aurora Yearbook (Warren, OH)

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WLQQQQQ href S211-mi Fi C H O E S N5-aw! 'fwlliiliilf January Class History A FAIRY TALE Once upon a time a group of terrified and trembling little children straggled reluctantly through the lofty portals of a mighty castle. Behind the dark walls of the huge fortress a powerful ogre was said to dwell, with a whole army of frightful giants who were eagerly waiting to pounce upon the children and devour them. We were those little children. We were entering the Warren Senior High School for the first time. Although we were awed for a time by the murderous glances the tribe of wicked faries called Seniors bestowed upon us, we soon learned that all these frightful creatures were once little children themselves. Moreover, we found out that the giants and giantesses did not devour children when they misbehaved, but only gave them bad grades and poems to learn. The ogre, of whom we had heard such terrible reports, was discovered to be a kind old man whom everyone called Pop. Thus for two semesters we lived in the great halls of the castle. One day the kind old man said to us, You are children no longer, but are growing into fine young men and women, so you must organize. So we did organize and elected as president, Aubrey Billings, viceapresident, Daniel Rasorg secretary, Ethel Geissmang and treasurer, Meredith Jones. We selected two from the tribe of giants to watch over us and see that we did not get into mischief. These were Mr. Greene and Miss Playfoot. Miss Playfoot left us at the end of the year and we chose Mrs. King to take her place. The next year Pop left us and another kind old man came to take charge of the castle. When we became 12 B's we elected these new officers: president, Kenneth Lynn, vice-president, Louis Fontaine, secretary, Irene McKnight, and treasurer, Edward Sommers. - In order to get money for the banquet which the 12 B's always give those who'are leaving the castle, we presented the Western Reserve Dramatic Club in the play Tweed- les, gave a picture show, and had many candy sales. At the end of this semester, Mrs. King left us, and we selected Miss Risdon as our new guardian giantess. V - Finally we were 12 Afs. What delight we took in striking terror into the hearts of the little children who had just arrived at the castle! We had picnics and parties among ourselves and one day we all went down to a kind man who took our pictures. - Before we left the castle we gave two exhibitions to show what we could do. One was the Senior Assembly and theiother was the Senior Play, The Poor Little Rich Girl. The 12 B's gave us a big banquet to show us how glad they were that wehad grown up. And one great night we were brought out before the whole city and were acclaimed as mighty heroes. We were each given a magic piece of paper that made us educated. This is' the end of the story. We are out of the castle for ever now, and most of us intend at some time to get married and live happily ever after. I Page Twenty-ninzl