West End High School - Zephyr Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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Dunng my work day every nook and corner of my body IS occup1ed and many a long nrght I thmk of the between class breaks when the1r lovely young volces echo agamst my walls and the tread of therr feet tramples the floor the terr1f1c slammrng of the lockers v1brat1ng through me cmd the sound of the tardy bell settrng off the mad scrambles for the threshold of a classroom I have seen these young folks come and go for many years Ive watched the shy l1ttle seventh grader grow up 1nto the student body presrdent Ive l1stened to the glggle of an e1ghth grade g1rl as she appears wearrng lrpstxck for the frrst trme Ive seen the students delmously happy over an athletlc vrctory and 1n the depths of sadness over a loss Ive glorred as my trophy cases were f1lled wrth scores of troph1es and wept when someone threw a rock ln one of my wrndows and pamted the walls The sen1ors have grown from ch1ldren to young men and young women whlle I have stood by and although I am always sad at graduat1on I know I have done all I can and 1t IS t1me for them to go on I am growmg older now and I may not be as pretty as I once was I certa1nly am not modern and 1n places the palnt IS growlng th1n and the wood becommg battered In these 1n t1meS of trouble I have thrrved on gu1d1ng the young durmg these tzmes and I shall never forget the magmfrcent Splfll and apprecratron and deep down goodness of all who have come to see me I WILL FOREVER have the satlsfactron 1n my heart that I have ltved my hte well and when 1I1S over and on top of my ashes and broken stones stands a new ultra modern burldmg I shall stxll be able to hear the echos of those glor1ous moments But most of all I shall always treasure the srght of my krds r1s1ng on therr feet and wlth tears rn the1r eyes rn one beautlful trlbute to me thelr sweet young volces r1ng1ng out through the land On the c1ty s western border reared agamst the sky Th1s IS my moment of glory for you see I am West End Hlgh School and these kldS are my l1fe SARAH LEE PIGUE l -fl lllrj' I fN? ' years Ilhave bathed in the spotlight of public praise, but also have had to hanglmy head

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I wlll forever. . . I am a bu1ld1ng As a matter of fact a very large bu1ld1ng located on West End Avenue I am really quxte beautlful to some and have an enormous front and back lawn where there 1S a playground a baseball dlamond football held and a park1ng lot all Wllhln my reach It IS qu1te IHXUIIOHS I can assure you They bu1lt me w1th three stones and Im topped off Wllh a lovely tower wh1ch used to ch1me on the hour untxl I began to have vrolent headaches It IS my 1ob to protect my 1nhab1tants from the forces of nature and prov1de them Wlth almost a second home for they are 1n my hands and parents all over the CIIY have great fa1th m me My work day begms on Monday mornmgs ord1nar1ly about 7 30 Mr Chr1stopher 1S f1rst to arr1ve bless h1s heart to warm my cold body He IS followed by the teachers br1ef cases and papers under arms CA wonderful group of people whose great work IS often t1mes unapprecxated but who contlnue to gu1de and love the1r students w1th un bel1evable pat1enceD The last to arr1ve and actually my favontes are the students It has always k1nd of t1ckled me the slow dellberate way they move across my campus only half awake and Seemlng not too exc1ted over the comlng day It remznds me of when I was just a l1ttle fellow myself By m1dmorn1ng everythmg 1S qu1et Ugaln after the confus1on of before school get togethers the announcements and homeroom busmess Everyone 15 safe and snug ut his classroom wxth only the r1se now ar d then of a teachers vo1ce or a class 1n recrtatlon It IS a peaceful t1me for me knowlnq my very purpose of ex1st1nq ts bemg fulhlled Lunch t1me and a free hour to eat or do as the students please It IS fascmatmg to watch some dr1ft off 1n couples dovm the campus some to the l1brary for study a few dawdlmg over food rn the lunchroom or play1ng 1n the yards all preoccupled wxth the1r own thoughts and rel1eved to get therr mmds free for a wh1le M1d afternoon and the strange sweet lazy srlence drrfts back over me and ll IS very peaceful unt1l the loyous moment of the 3 00 bell In drastrc contrast to the way I am occupxed 1n the mormngs I am emptled 1n approxrmately three mtnutes Hurned goodbyes the last slam of the lockers and they are on the1r way A happy t1me for them but sad for me as once agam I am forgotten and as Iwatch them cross the campus drsappeanng 1nto t1ny colored specks boardmg the buses or dr1v1ng off 1n cars I already long for the1r return I always look forward to spec1al n1ghts of games or dances when I am unlocked l1ghted and once agam frlled w1th hte Even on these occas1ons though eventually the t1me comes when all 1S st1ll and the heavy darkness qu1etly steals through me I have heard people remark how beautrful I am at th1s t1me wlth my tower l1ghted and the moon sheddmg a pale mystenous l1ght over me I try to get some rest for I know I have another busy day ahead The week days pass sw1ftly and the lonely week ends arr1ve all too soon For the most part durlng these days I am used as an exh1b1t for Sunday dr1vers or strangers pass1ng through town I cannot walt unt1l Monday when my task begms agam I . 1 1 1 1 ' . . . . . . , . 1 1 1 1 1 v 1 1 . . , , f. ' 1 1 , . 1 , . A . . , . . . . 1 . , 1 . , . . . Y . 1 1 1 1 ' 1 1 1 - ' 1 1 - 1 1 1 -- 1 1 1 1 . 1 1 1 - 1 1 1 . , ' 1 ' 1 1

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-'55 ZEPHVR ,, Wgq ITM. f ,K ,U A 4,7 Q i I 7 FOIQEWOQD- That Western Spmt has been chosen as the theme ofthe 1958 ZEPHYR Never ceas1ng endeavorrnq to make West truly best We have trred to capture rn some small way a portxon of tue entrment sp1r1t and memorxes that ha Je blended together to form the love and respect fo Vxlest held by you the students of the school' We hope that the pages whxch follow w111 typrfy that western sprrlt the Splfll that w1ll always reach forward to new and greater hortzons THE EDITORS spirit-be it on the athletic field, or in the classroom-is merely a reflection of the students'