Wellesley High School - Wellesleyan Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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Metco Means Experiences in Two Communities: Boston and Wellesley Busing is . . . The 6:00 alarm ringing and the My, My, My’s” of David Adams till 7:00 when you hustle for your bus stop just when Keep on Truckin’’ comes on. It ' s the dawning of the morning, the snow white in the day, and the dark when you return home again. It’s the bumps and shuttles of the Riverside trolley when you missed the bus. It’s the lost friendships only to be regained on weekends. It’s the cry for a warm ebony hand, only to echo in shallow white-washed halls. It’s discovering that not everyone knows you ' re Black. It ' s the warm womb of the METCO office and Mrs. Ramsey asking “Don ' t you have a class? It ' s Robin telling a corny joke and Worthy being the only one to laugh. It’s a conversation between Robin, Cheryl, and Arthur turning into a mass argument. It’s Luis’ Woo!” and Robbie ' s You’re -— right Luis. It ' s Arlene’s soft, sweet voice bellowing, Check it out. It ' s Rosemary ' s eyes and Walter ' s hat. It’s Gary’s head and Joel’s latest invented comb. It ' s Tibits, Guy, Karen, Jimmie, Shelia, Kenny, Freddy, Teddy, Judith, Sandra, Deane, Derek,. . . It’s a shadow in all the light. But most of all, busing is an education for Blacks, so that future Black generations won’t have to be bused. Lady in Waiting Cheryl Worthy Arlene Bennett, Robby Wilson, Phaedra Bruton, Guy Williams Mrs. Ramsey Leanna Lester Time to chat with friends in the cat.

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BLOOD PEOPL E LAND Time Out for Black Thoughts We gave you Jackie Robinson, Althea Gibson, Arthur Ashe, Willie Mays, Roy Campanella, Jimmy Brc wn and Satchel Page. We gave you Louis, Johnson, Hayes, Jesse Owens, Sugar Ray. But black is mud and thunderstorms And evil deeds and boogeymen, While white is angel food and clouds And purity and heaven. We invented the cotton planter, Fire escapes, the shoe-last machine. The synchronour multiplex railway telegraph, The automatic lubricator. Electromagnetic brake apparatus, Golf tees, potato chips and lawn mowers. But black is mud and thunderstorms And evil deeds and boogeymen, While white is angel food and clouds And purity and heaven. Dr. Charles Drew, whose research Led to blood banks, saving lives, Bled to death when a white hospital refused him. Dr. Martin Luther King preached Non-violence, received the Nobel Peace Prize And was shot to death by a white man . But black is mud and thunderstorms And evil deeds and boogeymen, While white is angel food and clouds And purity and heaven. But black is also new-plowed earth, And licorice and chocolate pudding. Black is also ebony — Seal skin and velvet dresses. Black is mystery and caviar, Ripe olives and eagle feathers. Black is softness, gentle midnight, Summer evenings bathed in starlight. While white, when blind to all the rest, Is Klan, decay and death.

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Even in Tears, There Is Joy in Being Black Being Black not only means being self-supporting, but independent as well. Being Black is being proud, and knowing that we the peoples of color are America and without our forefa¬ thers it couldn’t exist. Being Black is knowing our identities through the his¬ tory in this country. It is conditioning oneself and one’s mind to attain a sense of awareness; Black awareness. Being Black means beauty in the mind as well as the soul; we believe in beauty, Black beauty. Being black is knowing that it took the toil, sweat, and blood of our people to make America function. Robyn Williams Phaedra Bruton and Sheila Sutherland Barbara Anderson has a bite to eat. Lenora McGhee laughs at a funny comment. I always return my library books in time!” Dial Norris Studying in the cat. Time for a quiet talk. A street in Boston (Below).