Washington Night High School - Annual Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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MY IDEAL TEACHER T matters not whether her eyes be blue or brown, or whether she is handsome or homely, if she is one who is pure and sincere, and whose personality radiates sunshine and good will. My ideal teacher is one who respects her class and in return demands the respect of the C1355; She believes her pupils capable of gaining the knowledge presented to them. She knows she cannot make clear to her class that which is not clear to herself, and therefore does not attempt it. She strives for dcfmitcness and thoroughness in their work. She is more anxious to develop the character of those she instructs than merely to impart cold facts. She is not only an instructon but also a cmnpaniou of her pupils, therefore her pupils have no fear, but are at ease in her presence. Her personality vitalizes every fact so that her pupils are inspired as well as instructed. Every fact is given life and activity. ttFacts that fall from the lips of a real lover of humanity are not simply stubborn things, but winning and constraining things. My ideal teacher is not a mere automaton, but a living breathing person, loving and lovable. human and humane, and intensely intErested in tha betterment of the human family, both coliectively and individually. ,- Norma U'ciss, '74.

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Little Leo wrecked train. Many innocents WCI'C slain, Papa said when Leo ran. What a happy little man. Little Loo put some poison in his papais tea, Little Leo's papa died in great agony. Mama sighed and looked vexed. Then she said, Dear, dear, what next.rm Little Leo hung his sister, She was dead. before they missed her. Little Leds full of tricks, Ainlt he cute? he's only Six'. Anthony thought he knew it all, But now he must confess, The more he knows, he knows he know:, He knows he knows the less, In the cistern little Herbe, Threw his little sister Gertie. Papa missed his little daughter, Now they sterilize the water. You must. rock the baby, Her mother stemly said; Esther got a lot of stones, And now the baby's dead. Quoth he, Your lips look red tonighth Lucille said: 'WVelI, yes. perhaps; But papa, darling, that's alright, Ifs only from the chaps? HUMOR e Continued Three is a Crowd, and there were, Pearl, and the parlor lamp, and he. Two is company and, no doubt, That is why the lamp went out. When Bauman to the circus went, To spend his hard earned pence, His little heart went pitterpat, The excitement was in tents. Ernie went to college And now he cries alack! He spent ten thousand dollars, And got a quarterback. Beneath the stone our Otto lies, He 11m er cries or hollers; He lived for one and twenty days, And cost us forty dollars. Marguerite in despondency cried, And resolved to commit suicide; She got under the wheels. of nine automobiles, And after the last one she died. Norma had a little lamb, She fed it kerosene; One day it got too near the firei Since then ifs not benzine. 44 Walter inside his Watch lid wears, His sweetheart's pretty face. He's sure to have a time, for there,s A woman in the case. The teacher asked Leo, K'What is SpaceP', And trembling, Leo said: I can't think of it at present, But I have it in my head. OUR ARTIST Little Elmer, Box of paints, Sucked the brushes, Joined the saints, DANCE Side xxalk, Banana Peel, Ralph Pntt, Virginia Reel. Mr, Bingman--What is a plane? Miss AlexandereA plane is something. I don : know what you call it; some kind of a dofunny, having length and breadth, hut you czuft see it. Miss WilsoneWho can tell me where we left Aeneas. in .his wanderings? WV MoeslaeFirst Book. Line IN;

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F OUR EPITAPHS swelled head Brain fever Deep wisdom 116s dead. The Senior osawswxz False fair one hope Hed Heart broken 1-165 dead. 'Thc Junior. via uzn nsa Went skatingg 'tis said, Ice hit him-whe's dead. thw Sophomore. vs 4: 4n Milk famine not fed Starvation heas dead. le3 Freshman, Walter E. Momm, 511. 46