Weequahic High School - Legend Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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song of youth I see youth in the eager uncertainty of a freshman assuming the swagger and look of ease in the new surrounding of high school, where the rich promise of four years begins to unfold. I see youth in a history class. listening with rapt expression to the potent, awakening truth that illuminates a dimming past. I see youth grasping the mechanics of a foreign language. and hearing in the strange, rhythmic sound of the words. the pulse of a distant country and a distant people. I see youth in the science lab, seeking with cautious fervor, the answer to the wondrous mystery of life itself. I see youth on a football field, running with impassioned speed toward touchdown glory amid the tremulous roar of the crowd and a sudden, animated burst of Orange and Brown.” I see youth on the night of the hop when the gym is no longer a gym. but a magic place filled with soft, whirling colors, and the floating sounds of music and laughter. I see youth on Torch day. singing with tremulous voicesx the moving words that leave so much unsaid. I see youth in cap and gown on graduation night, reach out to greet the future. 2 J. G.

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the legend january 1955 weequahic high school neuiark, neuj jersey

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prologue In our times, youth has been portrayed in many ways: impulsive, reckless, and gallant. Of these, it is the last which stirs us most; for the eternal gallantry of youth brings to our minds the era of Knighthood with its unequalled pageantry, its unfaltering courage, and its steadfast bonds of friendship. Because we are young, because we have felt the joy of our youth surge within us, we like to think that in many ways we are akin to the bold and gallant knights who graced so colorful an era. and whose ideals and romanticism have inspired these pages. Life in those spirited times was, as it is now, a constant challenge. For the knight in armor, it was the challenge to prove his chivalry, his heroism —even his sincerity in friendship. For us, in the pavilions of learning, these four years have proved as much of a challenge. Here we have tasted the fruit of knowledge, the sweet, soaring rewards of triumph and sometimes the poignance of defeat, the warmth of genuine and loyal friends, and finally, the reluctant glory of graduation. And now we are ready to meet an even greater challenge—the world that beckons us. Our armor is our youth, our hopes, our dreams, and our shining faith in the future. June Goldman