Westbrook High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Westbrook, ME)

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Westbrook High School i i N 15 butt of many a joke, and many a bit of ridiculeg but isn't the really brainy chap recognized and respected? Now, ask anyone, in or out of school, about, let's s-ay Ronald Rough, who came under one of the above mentioned groups, and you'll prob- ably Find that Ronald Rough -is well remem- bered, even if he was of the day whiskers were worn as an ornament! That's tradition, and such is desirable. But it's the tradition of other classes, not our own, and that's the point! We want to do things in such a way that the dear old class of twenty- seven, eight, nine or thirty, will always be recalled with a halo of real accomplishment about its head. And so, why not get going? Work with, not against, those in charge, pull as a single unit of immeasurable strength. Show a lot and not a little real school spirit of the type that yells even louder for a defeated, but game team. And as school spirit doesn't only apply to the field, show a lot more in school in the little matter of studies! We can do it and will .... but couldn't we do it a lot better with a new school, a new gym, and a new auditorium. Better seating, more air and more lightg in fact, more room to do things in. If you think so, join in and advertise, by action, and speech, our worth, and we'll have a new school worth yelling about! BILL VALLEE. In contributing the following group of verses, Doris Hooper, of the Freshman class, has shown poetic fancy, which includes a variety of subjects. SPRING Snow and cold are a thing of the past, And Spring, we hope, has come at last. The days are longer than e'er before, The fierce cold wind we hear no more. Summer dresses we also see. And stockings rolled below the knee. We surely hope Spring's come to stay, So we can ride o'er the roads and away. FUN I know it's fun to go sliding at night, Especially when a whole crowd of you go. For what is more fun when the moon's shining bright, Than to go flying over the snow. A LITTLE OLD LADY I know a kind lady, an old one at that, Who lives down on our street, in fact in our flat: She's a nice old lady, so gentle and kind, And when things go wrong she never whines. Of course she's not perfect, for none of us arel Not even a planet, the moon, or a star. SNOWF LAKES Snowflakes gently falling To the earth below, Everywhere you End a blanket of white snow. I LOVE YOU I love you now, I love you ever, I love you in all kinds of weather, If it is sunny, or if there is rain, I love you, love you, just the same. WESTBROOK HIGH SCHOOL I know of a place called Westbrook High, If I couldn't go there, I thinlc I'd die, For tho the walls are of brick, And the windows are tall, And it looks like' a prison, It isn't at all. Its doors are open to the great and small, No matter where you're from, If it is from some large city, A small village, or a town, We like to have you with us, And hope that you will stayg For we'd like to have you help us In our work and in our play. So if you'll just stay with us And help our school to grow, Some day you'll be proud of it, This I am sure is so. Doxus Hoorm, '30,

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The Blue fr White So be true to the White and Blue Each day that passes by. . That future success, you'll proudly confess' You owe Dear Westbrook High. ELSIE S. GoonwrN, ' A WASTED LOVE I dreamed one night, I was seeing On the waters silvery blue, A maiden sailing downstream In a pure snow-white canoe. There sat her lover by her side Who played upon a lyre, And sang love songs, in those soft tones All maidens must admire. Yet sat the maid so very mute VVhen his few songs were o'er, And bade that he would paddle back To the green and moonlit shore. They traveled thru the current strong, But never he seemed troubled, Until she chanced to glance at him, And then her laughter bubbled. I saw his love change into hate While gazing at her glee, Said he, your scorn, I might have borne Had you not laughed at me. Then straight into the current Rushed the little birch canoe, And straightway down the rapids Until its sides smashed thru. I saw the maiden's blank despair As a last long breath was drawn: And her lover sank beside her, His eyes alight with scorn. ELIZABETH SHAW, '27. A STUDENTS HARDSHIP I think sometimes that school Is surely quite the bunk, With such a lot to do No wonder people Hunk. Why, not more than a week ago, I studied hard one night. I hoped that when a question came I'd answer prompt and right. But there I sat all thru that class And wrung my arm most loose. Then, I said, I give it up, Oh, dear me, what's the use? And so the next night I went out, And felt so nice and free, But do you know, that the next day The teacher called and called on me. And there I sat as dumb as clay, While all at me were gazing. The way I studied late that night Was surely most amazing. ELIZABETH SHAW '27, ! TRADITIONS That seemingly harmless combination of ten of the alphabet's twenty-six words, never fails to strike a responsive chord in the heart of every student and graduate. For it represents an un- calculated amount of good, hard, honest work, that is fine enough to be handed down as an example by word of mouth and printed record to the undergraduate. In the minds of many, this is one of the most potent factors of which a school may boast, and a means of creating a sort of atmosphere that either charms or repulses. And we believe that Westbrook High is the bearer of many traditions of the charming variety, the sort that mingles well with the venerable ivy that encloses the old fortress of learning. In the following we will attempt to point out a few of them and advance a few new points. Our teams have literally showered us with vast quantities of clean cut victories that are marked by many valuable cups. For instance, former giants of the gridiron have passed the pigskin over and thru and under ancient enemiesg clear- headed basketeers have found the basket again and againg former baseball stars have whacked the ball high above the heads of dumbfounded outfielders, thru innocent windows, to an ultimate victory. On the other hand if you prefer, our actors and actresses, with all the skill of trained and ex- perienced veterans, have left a name for them- selves in the minds of appreciative audiences Cor if not there, then cut neatly on the backstage of Westbrook's only Opera Housel. And last but not leastg many students have pulled down large and juicy A's with pluses care- fully tacked on. Of course good studentry is the

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