Washington High School - Lens Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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A Student's Tribute to Mr. Green They have told us that Mr. Green is dead, that his work is ended, but he is not dead as long as he lives in the memory ot his hundreds of students. Greatness that required years to accomplish cannot vanish because of death. A teacher who gives of himself to his students can never die. For those stu- dents by listening to him, talking to him, obeying him, and yes, loving him, become part of him and carry on his ideals. We remember him as a man of facts, yet a man of faithg a man of earnest- ness, but a man of impish humor, a man of justice but a man ot sympathy. He was a big man, huge in the respect that counted. It's true, his greatness was held in a small frame, yet to see him one had to look up as to a majestic mountain. He was strong, if not in body, most certainly in mind. His students loved him, for they found in him a man unsurpassed in wis- dom, yet lovable in his human little peculiarities. Every class started with some resentful little mumble of words about the black-board not being clean, and then followed the scoldings of those few boys who were invariably late. During class he was ever the same, telling a choice joke, going over and over the equations until, as he said, The friction of the words is Wearing my teeth down. He was always ready to answer questions, but when contradicted without reason, he replied with the challenge that he would eat the book without salt it proven Wrong. He was a tolerant man, but when it came to stupid carelessness, such as broken glass in a sink, all patience left him. His love for his beautiful camellias was seconded only by his love of science. This love he expected in all his students, as anyone will tell you who has heard the sarcastic expression don't let science interfere with your social life! He had one chief aim in life and that was to teach. All his career was spent in helping us, we who need so much help. He molded and instilled in our minds that same great desire for truth that ever lived in him. Above all he tried to prepare us for that most important of all jobs, the betterment of our world. He asked not for praise, but for workg he requested not glory, but resultsg and in doing this, he reached his aim. He trained not only the mind, but also the heart. Then to say that a man like this is dead is as foolish as to say the sun will not rise tomorrowg for he will live in you and me as long as we remember and need him. As long as we search for truth, enjoy beauty, and labor honestly, Mr. Green lives through us. Yes, Mr. Green lives!

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